Life is Insane
In the time of confusion
I begin to pray because nothing else makes sense
Scotch kills the pain
Praying to God that I don't eat
from the wrong tree again
Life is insane but that's all we got
Scotch and prayer and hope
The devil knocks on my door
But God whispers my name
And I pray and hope that my sins
don't follow me where I go
Life is insane but that's all we got
Frank Black Blacharczyk
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