Sippin On a Can
Lonely man
Just a lonely man sippin on a can...
Waiting and wondering for a day when he can..
Rest and relax, sit back and retract all the hurt, still in tact from his younger days...
Seems so far away, and those years weigh a ton, and his legs are giving in,
from all of the grief he's running from and he can't help but think that it's too late already..
standing steady isn't working any...
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