Rest your head but not too long
Or else God could cut you down
Wallow down but not too deep
God could take you in your sleep
And beware what's in your head
Before you go to bed
Cleanse yourself of all the
Bad blood in your veins
It's not a game, no
Where's the girl to keep you warm
Where's that money that you owe
If your nights are made of stone
God may well leave you alone
You'll sleep so tight
On moonless nights
That his eyes will surely close
And overlook your woes
And even let you smile
For just a while now
So never mind your darkest hours
Or self-mutilating powers
'Cause the pain you thought was
Settling in is not
It's moving out, yeah