Poorhouse of Sin

I can't seem to make it out of the poorhouse
Though I push and pull and pry
Though the good book says
To keep moving ahead
I'd rather roll over and die

I can't sleep cause my mind is on fire
From so many deeds left undone
The rest that I need
You don't get it for free
It comes in a loaded gun

Lord willin I'll be back again
I feel it come and it go
Lord willin I'll be up again
I feel it come and it go

Well excuse me for being to forward
Im off on the deep side again
No divine dimension
Could bring me back home
From all the low places I've been

Lord willin I'll be back again
I feel it come and it go
Lord willin I'll be up again
I feel it come and it go

Well there ain't no more luck in this poorhouse
Cause three time losers don't win
And the good book says
It's gone to our heads
We deserve all of this sin

We deserve all of this sin
(The poorhouse of sin)
We deserve all of this sin
We deserve all of this sin
(The poorhouse of sin)
Lord willin I'll be back again
(The poorhouse of sin)
Lord willin I'll be up again
Lord willin I'll be back again
(The poorhouse of sin)
Lord willin I'll be up again



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Galloway
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