| If I can’t even trust myself
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| How can I trust someone else
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| That’s what I ask this broken face in the mirror
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| I’m out of love and out of luck
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| I’m beaten down and beaten up
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| Tryin' to make these bloodshot eyes a little clearer
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| I can feel salvation drawing near
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| God is great, and man that’s good enough
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| So I’ll just keep on fighting for survival
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| I got all that I need to get down on my knees
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| And have myself a lonely soul revival
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| Trusting in my whiskey and my bible
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| I’ve tried damn near everything
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| Put every kind of poison in my veins
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| It’s crazy what you’ll do
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| to keep yourself from feeling
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| So I’ll take a drink and turn the page
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| Feel the burn of a sinner saved
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| Face the pain it takes to find the healing
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| I guess we all need something to believe in
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| God is great, and man that’s good enough
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| So I’ll just keep on fighting for survival
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| I got all that I need to get down on my knees
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| And have myself a lonely soul revival
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| Trusting in my whiskey and my bible
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| So tonight when I lay down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| God is great, and man that’s good enough
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| So I’ll just keep on fighting for survival
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| I got all that I need to get down on my knees
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| And have myself a lonely soul revival
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| Trusting in my whiskey and my bible
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| Yeah, I’m trusting in my whiskey and my bible |