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    Here we go again
    It seems like I'm always
    Hitting a dead-end road
    I'm rock-bottom low

    In my defense
    I been busy as a broke man
    Paying off the debt he owes
    But I'm losing hope

    Yeah, I been whiskey drinking
    Wishful thinking
    I've been on my knees
    Praying please release me

    From this chokehold
    I'm six feet deep
    And I could sure use a little rope
    Shorter days turn to longer nights

    It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
    But every time I try to climb out of this hole
    Feels like God hands me a shovel
    Feels like God hands me a shovel

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    Make it make sense
    How a million rights can't outweigh
    The wrong I did
    Ain't I just a kid?

    Yeah, it's been one tough act to follow
    A bitter pill to swallow
    But I've been on my knees
    Praying please release me

    From this chokehold
    I'm six feet deep
    And I could sure use a little rope
    Shorter days turn to longer nights

    It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
    But every time I try to climb out of this hole
    Feels like God hands me a shovel
    Feels like God hands me a shovel

    Yeah, I been whiskey drinking
    Wishful thinking
    I've been on my knees
    Praying please release me

    From this chokehold
    I'm six feet deep
    And I could sure use a little rope
    Shorter days turn to longer nights

    It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
    But every time I try to climb out of this hole
    Feels like God hands me a shovel
    Feels like God hands me a shovel

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    Composition: Chris Ganoudis, Tyler Nance, and Katie Cecil

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