Church
Tom MacDonald
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I need a short drink or a long prayer I've been sober, but I don't care I'm so scared of my own self I get no help, and that's no fair So don't go there, I've been hell and back I got scorched hair in this Gucci cap I got empty bottles and a million follows I regret swallowing the Ativan F*ck it, let's be real I resent the way that I feel I pretend that it's cool, but I miss gettin' drunk And I'm angry that God doesn't help when I kneel F*ck it, I said my prayers When I got clean, shit just got worse I quit doing drugs, and I pleaded with Jesus to save me But he didn't hear my words This shit don't work, it hurts I went to church, now I need liquid courage Whiskey in my glass, I take the knives out of my back to stir it Go to hell and back again, then show you burns to prove I earned it I need shots or God to gain the strength I need, I'm just a person I pray on my way To the liquor store that they lock the door 'Cause I'll lay in my grave If the whiskey pours like it did before I'm scared, I send out a prayer Can anybody hear me? Is anybody there? 'Cause honestly it hurts and every day is worse I keep buyin' whiskey when all I need is church I keep talkin' to God, but he don't hear me And my demons are there, always listenin' I get lost in the dark, drownin' in whiskey And I went in so far, you say you miss me I'm on a ship in a bottle, so say goodbye at the shore Break the glass and you'll find me, I'm not who I was before Close my eyes in the darkness and hold on through the storm I'm a wreck in a bottle, I wasn't built for a war These church pews, bright lights Whiskey glasses, bottles of booze Make short days to long nights The bottle, the Bible, I didn't know what to choose I pray on my way To the liquor store that they lock the door 'Cause I'll lay in my grave If the whiskey pours like it did before I'm scared, I send out a prayer Can anybody hear me? Is anybody there? 'Cause honestly it hurts and every day is worse I keep buyin' whiskey when all I need is church I can't read, but the Bible's still with me My eyes can't see from the bottles of whiskey I don't believe anybody will miss me And I'm on my knees, tell me, God, are you listenin'? I pray on my way To the liquor store that they lock the door 'Cause I'll lay in my grave If the whiskey pours like it did before I'm scared, I send out a prayer Can anybody hear me? Is anybody there? 'Cause honestly it hurts and every day is worse I keep buyin' whiskey when all I need is church
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Written by: Thomas MacDonald, Brandon Randall Hart, Nova Paholek
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