Men Drinking Lattes? That Hurts.

I’ve crossed lands where the sky won’t speak, Fought ghosts that claw, that bite, that reek. I’ve seen men bleed for dust and gold, But some things still hit me cold.

I’ve seen wars, I’ve seen ghosts, I’ve buried friends, I’ve burned both coasts. But what cuts deep, what leaves me cursed — Is a man drinkin’ lattes… now that hurts.

I’ve held the line where devils ride, Watched preachers fall where sinners hide. But the strangest thing in this dying sun — Is a man sippin’ foam like the fight’s all done.

I’ve seen wars, I’ve seen ghosts, I’ve walked through fire, I’ve worn death close. But what I can't forgive, what really burns — Is a man drinkin’ lattes… now that hurts.

They sip soft, they laugh light, Don’t know a storm from a barroom fight. I tip my hat, I hold my ground — But it don’t feel like my kind of town.

I’ve seen wars, I’ve seen ghosts, I’ve buried hearts, I’ve lost the most. But what leaves a scar, what truly hurts — Is a man drinkin’ lattes… yeah, that hurts.

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