Just The Same, All The Same

Old withered bones

 

Old man given up on hope

 

After life gave up on him

 

Still smoking his pipe

 

Still creaking around

 

On his old withered bones

 

Still muttering

 

The mutterings of old old men

 

Still muttering

 

Same old saying

 

Same as him

 

Pick your story

 

Pick your poison

 

Pick your story

 

Pick your poison

 

You'll still die

 

Just the same

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