Heath McNease - Makeshift Doxology lyrics

[Verse 1] I know I've had a few, but it doesn't mean that I'm too bust Couldn't drive right now but it doesn't mean I had too much Okay, maybe just a bit more than the road allows for Believe me I could pound more, ten rounds gone since round four They tell me I'm a lightweight Tell me how the look on my face is priceless Blood red, toe to head, never could I have enough vices I should call a taxi, but I got no cash left But even if I had cash, I still can't think of my address That's why I'm talking to you, God Everybody tears off Please stay with me in the backseat 'til the buzz wears off I'm sorry we don't talk much, I hate that we lost touch What you must think of me, how I only call you when I'm drunk And you deserve better from me There's a third world country begging for some rain While I dry-heave in the back alley junk heap Think I'm gonna stop now after another shot How could it hurt? Couldn't hurt any worse knowing how I let myself down [Interlude 1] "Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord. Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications. If thou, Lord, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?" [Verse 2] It's 4:30 AM, coat's covered in vomit Eyes roll back quick, mom, I know this isn't what you wanted Son's so blitzed that he can't even find his apartment Stumble on the sidewalk in the darkness Onlookers are heartless Mama, please just tell me that you ain't angry I remember Sunday school When you told me that He'd save me If I just asked Him God, please tell me how to ask right I'll do it right now in front of all of these triple X blacklights I'll even hit my knees like I seen people do on TV I seen 'em raise their hands up high, I'll try anything Baptize me in the rain With the second hand smoke and the methane While the man on the corner with the Bible in his hand goes insane With the ba** from the strip club as the makeshift doxology God, I'm so exhausted, but I wanna offer You all of me The little bit that's left, the little kid that left Home with the gospel and the scent of cheap liquor on his breath The little bit that's left, the little kid that left Home with the gospel and the scent of cheap liquor on his breath [Interlude 2] "But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared. I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope. My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning." [Outro] Mama sang so sweet I surrender all Daddy hugged me tight I surrender all I was five years old I surrender all Papa cried for me I surrender all Brothers prayed for me I surrender all That song saved me I surrender all All y'all saved me I surrender all