| I was brought up in the front row
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| That fire and brimstone
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| Old school reverend, straight and narrow
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| Man, I always had a thing for the path less traveled
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| Fast lane to that back road, eventually to that back door
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| I’m out on my own and I’m a little bit faded
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| Don’t even know if I should even be prayin'
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| But it’s all in my heart so I might as well say it then
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| I hope you’re listenin'
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| Before I lay my head down
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I got the Devil on me
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| So Lord I’m prayin' now
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| Forgive me for my sin
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| Knowin' good and well I’ll probably do it again
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| And be with them people lookin' down on me
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| But Lord don’t ever let 'em put their hands on me
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| I turn them lights out, don’t know if you can hear me up there
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| It’s just another lost soul’s prayer
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| I can see my mama now and my good girl at home
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| They’re both on their knees, both by the phone
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| And I’m the reason for the tears in both their eyes
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| And I’m the reason they’re beggin' you to just get me through this shit one
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| more night
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| I’m out on my own and I’m a little bit faded
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| Don’t even know if I should even be prayin'
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| But if you think there’s somethin' in me worth savin'
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| Then I hope you savin' me
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| Before I lay my head down
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I got the Devil on me
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| So Lord I’m prayin' now
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| Forgive me for my sin
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| Knowin' good and well I’ll probably do it again
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| Tell my girl don’t worry, I’ma be alright
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| Tell my mama I’ma see her when the sun rise
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| I turn them lights out, don’t know if you can hear me up there
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| It’s just another lost soul’s prayer
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| I’m out on my own and I’m a little bit faded
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| And I don’t even know if I should even be prayin'
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| But if you think there’s somethin' in me worth savin'
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| Then I pray you save me
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| Before I lay my head down
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I got the Devil on me
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| So Lord I’m prayin' now
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| Forgive me for my sin
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| Give me the strength to never do it again
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| And be with them people lookin' down on me
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| But Lord don’t ever let 'em put their hands on me
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| I turn them lights out, don’t know if you can hear me up there
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| It’s just another lost soul’s prayer
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| Yeah, I’m just another lost soul
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| Amen |