By summer's end, I predict that I'll have finally lost my mind
The doctor said that these new pills
Well they might help me this time
And I hope that's the case because I feel I am wasting
The one life that I have
The chances, they come and the chances, they go
But the time, well you can't get that back
And Johnnie called me late last night, and I told Mr. Walker just go home
Why do the demons in my mind never wanna leave me alone?
It's the pistol and the bottle, it's the drugs and it's the throttle
That tell me they'll make me feel alive
But I know good and well
That ain't gonna help
I'm just praying I make it through the night
Well I'd love to get to sleep but I can't get too deep
Though I am doing the best that I can
My mind wants to talk about everything I'm not
Even worse, everything I am
I tell my friends and they tell me that time will only do me well
But I won't shut my mouth, is it a rule down in the south
That you can't talk about your mental health?
And Johnnie called me late last night, well I told Mr. Walker just go home
Why do the demons in my mind never wanna leave me alone?
It's the pistol and the bottle, it's the drugs and it's the throttle
That tell me they'll make me feel alive
I know good and well that ain't gonna help
I'm just praying I make it through the night
Well Johnnie called me late last night, and I told Mr. Walker just go home
Why do the demons in my mind never wanna leave me alone?
It's the pistol and the bottle, it's the drugs and it's the throttle
That tell me they'll make me feel alive
But I know good and well that ain't gonna help
I'm just praying that I make it through the night
I'm praying that I make it through the night
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