Lyrics:
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 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*** it, let's be real:
I resent the way that I feel
I pretend that it's cool, but I miss getting drunk
And I'm angry that God doesn't help when I kneel
I said my prayers
When I got clean, it just got worse
I quit doing drugs, and I pleaded with Jesus to save me
But he didn't hear my words
This s*** don't work
I went to church, now I need liquid courage
Whiskey in my glass, I take 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
[Cont]
I pray on my way
To the liquor store that they'd 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 buying whiskey when all I need is church
.
I keep talkin' to God, but he don't hear me
And my demons are there, always listening
I get lost in the dark, trailing the 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 just a wreck in a bottle
I wasn't built for a war
.
Those church pews
Bright lights
Whiskey glasses, bottles of booze
The short days
Turn long nights
The bottle, the bible - I didn't know what to choose
[Cont]
I pray on my way
To the liquor store that they'd 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 buying 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 listening?
.
I pray on my way
To the liquor store that they'd 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 buying whiskey when all I need is church
Artists: Tom MacDonald & Brandon Heart [Featuring Nova Rockafeller]
Follow up: "Sober" https://m.funsubstance.com/fun/630147/always-remember-when-you-lost-it-all-and-never-surrendered-musicsubstance/
.
For anyone who needs to hear this today and know they're not alone in what they're going through
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 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*** it, let's be real:
I resent the way that I feel
I pretend that it's cool, but I miss getting drunk
And I'm angry that God doesn't help when I kneel
I said my prayers
When I got clean, it just got worse
I quit doing drugs, and I pleaded with Jesus to save me
But he didn't hear my words
This s*** don't work
I went to church, now I need liquid courage
Whiskey in my glass, I take 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
[Cont]
To the liquor store that they'd 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 buying whiskey when all I need is church
.
I keep talkin' to God, but he don't hear me
And my demons are there, always listening
I get lost in the dark, trailing the 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 just a wreck in a bottle
I wasn't built for a war
.
Those church pews
Bright lights
Whiskey glasses, bottles of booze
The short days
Turn long nights
The bottle, the bible - I didn't know what to choose
[Cont]
To the liquor store that they'd 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 buying 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 listening?
.
I pray on my way
To the liquor store that they'd 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 buying whiskey when all I need is church