Well I wake up before the sun, coffee cup and a loaded g*n
Check the mirror just to see what kind of man I’ve become
Lines on my face like a worn-out map
Each one a promise I couldn’t get back
Phone keeps ringin’, bills won’t wait
But the bank account's got nothin' but fate
I bust my a*s ‘til I can’t breathe
But I'm broke as hell with mouths to feed
I’m tired, Lord, I’m beaten down
Like a dog that's been kicked around this town
I talk to You when no one’s near
But the silence is all I hear
I’ve thought about just checkin’ out
But I’d probably just screw that up somehow
Still here, still breathin’
But I don’t know the reason
No, I don’t know the reason
Used to dream about somethin’ more
Now I just lock the damn shop door
Rust on the tools, rent past due
I’m drownin’ slow in red and blue
My wife says it’s gonna be alright
But I can see the truth in her eyes at night
Kids still laugh like they don't know
Daddy's losin’ pieces of his soul
I’m tired, Lord, I’m runnin’ blind
Just a man stuck in overtime
I pray to You like a desperate fool
But I ain’t felt nothin’ true
I’ve thought about just slippin’ out
But that ain’t what a man’s about
So I keep on fakin’
Though I’m breakin’
God, I’m barely hangin’ on
Maybe there's a reason in this pain
Some grace behind the strain
But if You’re listenin’, I could use a sign
‘Cause I’m down here runnin’ out of time
I’m tired, Lord, and that’s no lie
But I ain’t ready yet to say goodbye
Still got a name, still got a vow
Still got this cross I’m draggin’ now
I’ve thought about just lettin’ go
But something in me still says “no”
So I rise, and I try
One more damn day at a time
Yeah I rise, and I try
Still here, Lord, still alive
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