| Between heaven and hell, the devil in me,
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| Burned another bridge on the family tree,
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| You take the bottle from my hand and the whiskey off my breath,
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| Tell me is there really still anything left,
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| There’s a limit to livin' on God’s green earth,
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| I’m still tryin' to figure what that’s worth,
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| Not makin' any choices I’m just makin' mistakes,
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| Livin' in a world where the sinners are saints,
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| How can I win when the battle keeps changing,
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| Should I just lay down my gun,
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| Surrender to the demons I’m facing,
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| Do I fight or do I run,
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| Is this the moment I finally take a stand,
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| Win this war on a desperate man.
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| Been praying to God to let me hear his voice,
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| Take me now if that’s His choice,
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| Who’s it gonna be who makes me realize,
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| There are days I don’t even wanna open my eyes.
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| How can I win when the battle keeps changing,
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| Should I just lay down my gun,
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| Surrender to the demons I’m facing,
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| Do I fight or do I run?
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| Is this the moment I finally take a stand,
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| And win this war on a desperate man.
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| On a desperate man… |