Here we go again
It seems like I'm always hitting a dead-end road
I'm rock bottom low
In my defense
I've been busy as a broke man paying off the debt he owes
But I'm losing hope
Yeah, I've been whiskey drinking
Wishful thinking
I've been on my knees
Praying, "Please, release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep, and I could sure use a little rope"
Shorter days turn to longer nights, it's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Make it make sense
How a million rights can't outweigh the wrong I did
Ain't I just a kid
Yeah, it's been one tough act to follow
A bitter pill to swallow
But I've been on my knees
Praying, "Please, release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep, and I could sure use a little rope"
Shorter days turn to longer nights, it's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Yeah, I've been whiskey drinking
Wishful thinking
I've been on my knees
Praying, "Please, release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep, and I could sure use a little rope"
Shorter days turn to longer nights, it's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Comments (0)