Stolen Shoe Sprawl

In the middle of the world's most crowded place
Where they're either on the run or givin' chase
There's a man, who drank, himself to sleep on the street
Somebody has stolen one shoe off his feet

All the tourists take their snaps in slow mo
Of the one drunk off the clock, in Tokyo
Have you ever had it so bad you can't make it home
When you lose your heart, your footwear, and your phone

Only a fool, misses his train home
What kind of a fool, misses his train home
Only a fool, misses his train home
The kind of fool, that could be me

There's a city with a bridge where the ladies take their pick
There's a city where the walls a single rash move thick
Again, a guy, lays with one shoe stolen
Will he wake for the walk of shame crestfallen

Those shoeless bastards are living omens
Of the mornings after they were chosen
When you're dead to the world, the world takes liberties
When you swap your bed for a strange indignity

Only a fool, misses his train home
What kind of a fool, misses his train home
Only a fool, misses his train home
The kind of fool, that could be me



Credits
Writer(s): Mark John Limb
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