Stuck

Sit back with the captain and Jack 

they all walk in

they found me wet with all the K-pins 

knocked down

get back up

got to get back up 

I can see my soul is all but stuck 

I got my meds, my sickened head 

I got my life to get straight

the rest is what I make 

the rest is what i make!

with never picky taste 

if I’m gonna be yours lets get away

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Not all bad

I’m out on the front porch smoking 

scratching forgotten dreams from my baldness

coffee makes me happy

even a little light breeze helps

today is gonna be different

yesterday was so so 

I got through it

Some of it hurt

she was civil

that is always a plus

I miss my babies

i regret my choices 

yet the porch is my place 

my ground

what is i...

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