M.P. Shaudd Poet Lyric

The Devil Takes My Hand

I hate the man in the mirror 
Don’t think it gets much clearer than that
Had a soul but let it go
As I watched my life falling through the cracks

From the bottle to the can
Traded habits for the hand that I’ve been dealt
These crutches full of remorse
Lead me on a crash course towards myself 

Each drink is a shovel 
That helps me dig my grave
Many times I’ve asked for help
As I felt my heart race
Knowing damn well that I’ll do it all once again 
Tryin’ to get right with the good Lord
Then the devil takes my hand

Guess grace is what you make it
Another day to get it right
My souls grown cold and weary 
Looking for the light

The promise of tomorrow 
Seems so far away 
This shell is hell and emptiness 
Stares back into my face

Each drink is a shovel 
That helps me dig my grave
Many times I’ve asked for help
As I felt my heart race
Knowing damn well that I’ll do it all once again 
Trying to get right with the good Lord
Then the devil takes my hand

I’m much better off than most
But lay excuses at my feet
Wonderin’ why I can’t get out 
Of what’s s so easy to see

To tell the truth I am ashamed 
It’s the one thing I can’t quit 
My minds the jigsaw puzzle 
And the devils found his fit

Each drink is a shovel 
That helps me dig my grave
Many times I’ve asked for help
As I felt my heart race
Knowing damn well that I’ll do it all over again 
Been try’n to get right with the good Lord
Then the devil takes my hand

Been try’n to get right with the good Lord 
Then the devil takes my hand

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M.P. Shaudd December 31, 2020 at 7:28 AM Thank you Maureen! I think it may come off a bit dark to those who haven’t been there, but to those that have, I think that they will relate.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 30, 2020 at 2:02 PM Killer lyric! I could hear it in heavy blues. xomo