You may be sitting outside, now
Just feeling like you're bullet proof
Turns out you ain't doing a god damn thing
Brown-bagging outside of that telephone booth
All the times it seems so hard
Just to get your hands upon the pouring rain
Soon as you feel yourself crawl back up
You're on your way back down again

You just pray with me, lost daughters and sons
Drink a little, smoke before the barrel of the gun
Them troubles outside of my door
There ain't no way to add them up there's going
To be so many more
You just stay with me lost daughters and sons
Ain't nobody leaving until this bottle is done
Them troubles outside of my door
There ain't no way to add them up there's going to be
There's going to be, there's going to be so many more

Now life's cheap but surely got the power
To transform a creature of the sky
to a creature of the land
It only takes just one card
to either make or break a great hand
You could be making so much noise
then all of sudden smack
Not a single sound
Seems like a hand sweeps out of the sky and
Introduces your body to the grit of the ground

You just pray with me, lost daughters and sons
Ain't nobody leaving until this bottle is done
Them troubles outside of my door
There ain't no way to add them up there's going
To be so many more
You just stay with me lost daughters and sons
Drink a little, smoke before the barrel of the gun
Them troubles outside of my door
There ain't no way to add them up there's going to be
There's going to be, there's going to be so many more

Happiness, now what is this, just a ghost
Trapped shadow wrapped in choking chains
A beast that's seldom heard and seen
Except inside of our miswired brains
Top of the ladder, bottom of the barrel
Both feel like they can't be satisfied
Some cross with a dime, some leave with a dollar
Both got nothing on the other side

You just pray with me, lost daughters and sons
Drink a little, smoke before the barrel of the gun
Them troubles outside of my door
There ain't no way to add them up there's going
To be so many more
You just stay with me lost daughters and sons
Ain't nobody leaving until this bottle is done
Them troubles outside of my door
There ain't no way to add them up there's going to be
There's going to be, there's going to be so many more