Colt 45
He likes Colt 45
Man how he drinks like a fish
He’s finally figured out
There’s more to life than this
A beer a girl oh now
It’s all the same
He’s living in a world
Surrounded by guilt and shame
Fear of himself keeps him honest
With all his world on display
For only you to see
For days he goes sleep deprived
Riddled with emotion he can’t explain
He burns one down
To forget his life
It’s harder to see
What’s in front of him
Copyright © Jeffrey Cameron | Year Posted 2006
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