Timothy O'Donovan: Music

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Jacob was a close friend of mine
fell on unfortunate times
soon the wolf crept to his door
and he never comes around no more
brother what you doing
in the company of poor man’s ruin

Monique can’t sing cause her lungs are filled
with rust that used to be an iron will
she takes rides in the country
and don’t come home for days
looking for something that she gave away
sister what you doing
in the company of poor man’s ruin

You can blame God
you can implement hell
you can point to me
but you’ll have to look inside yourself

now life is a weight tied around my leg
come the night I can hear the wolf beg
I can almost feel the rust as my will is giving way
soon I may hear the ghosts of other victims say
brother what you doing
in the company of poor man’s ruin