Michael Stanley

Vicodin & Prayer

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Not much has changed here not much ever does
Like getting stranded in the land of what was
And I can see you stumbling blindly
But smiling just the same
And you're holding tightly
To one more pleasure jag
Just like some dog at the end of a rag
And I know you won't go quietly
'Cause quiet's not your game...

(chorus)
Another bloodshot morning
Another half-ass night
You're crossing lines I wouldn't dare
And you're looking right through me
With those gun barrel eyes
Flying by on Vicodin and prayer...

So many reasons
At least that's what you say
But nobody's buying what you're selling today
'Cause I'm full up here
And I just can't take no more, no more
You wear your lying like your favorite old shirt
Can't find a promise
You ain't dragged through the dirt
And you can miss me if you want to
But me I'm out that door...

(chorus)
Another bloodshot morning
Another half-ass night
You're crossing lines I wouldn't dare
And you're looking right through me
With those gun barrel eyes
Flying by on Vicodin and prayer...


Autor(es): Michael Stanley

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