Lyrics

Fifty-three years, Doc’s a ghost in his skin
Every joint screaming, every day wearing thin
Combat wounds festering, brain twisted in pain
He drags his shattered hip through thunder and rain
His spine’s a battleground, his neck’s a noose
He’s choking on memories he can’t cut loose
Nightmares claw at him, even when he’s awake
He’s drowning in guilt for every life he had to take

Pre-Chorus
He’s a prisoner in his own home,
Walls closing in,
Haunted by the faces
Of the innocent and the sin

Chorus
Hardcore, heart sore—Doc’s breaking inside
Every breath is a war, every day he’s denied
No medals, no glory, just shadows and screams
He’s a casualty of truth, unraveling at the seams
Demons in daylight, monsters at night
He’s losing his grip, but he won’t lose the fight
He’s alone in the trenches, soul battered and torn
But he claws through the hell—Doc, battle-worn

Verse 2
Brother Danny’s gone, thrown back to the fire
All his friends are dead, every funeral a pyre
Melissa’s heart cut open, stitched with fear
He’s terrified to blink, terrified she’ll disappear
His mother’s a tyrant, ninety-eight and cold
Siblings sharpen daggers, stories left untold
They spit in his face, call him the black sheep
He’s chained to her bedside, he’s dying for sleep

Pre-Chorus
He’s a ghost in the mirror,
A monster in their eyes
He’s the hero they needed,
Now just a burden in disguise

Chorus
Hardcore, heart sore—Doc’s breaking inside
Every breath is a war, every day he’s denied
No medals, no glory, just shadows and screams
He’s a casualty of truth, unraveling at the seams
Demons in daylight, monsters at night
He’s losing his grip, but he won’t lose the fight
He’s alone in the trenches, soul battered and torn
But he claws through the hell—Doc, battle-worn

Bridge
He’s got blood on his hands, can’t wash it away
The government lied, threw his soul to decay
He killed for a flag, for a cause that was fake
Now the ghosts of the innocent haunt every mistake
Melissa’s his anchor, but he’s scared she’ll let go
If he falls, who will save her from the undertow?
His fuse is short, his words are knives
He’s sorry for the rage, just trying to survive

Breakdown
He’s a shell of a man, lost in regret
Chained to the past, drowning in debt
No one to call, no one to trust
Just ashes and pain and bones turned to dust

Final Chorus
Hardcore, heart sore—Doc’s breaking inside
Every breath is a war, every day he’s denied
No medals, no glory, just shadows and screams
He’s a casualty of truth, unraveling at the seams
Demons in daylight, monsters at night
He’s losing his grip, but he won’t lose the fight
He’s alone in the trenches, soul battered and torn
But he claws through the hell—Doc, battle-worn

Outro
He’s trapped in the darkness, no light at the end
But he’ll fight for Melissa, for the last broken friend
He’s a warrior in ruins, a legend unsung
Doc, the forgotten—still fighting, still strong.