Five after Midnight

It's five AM
And I struggle to pretend
That I'm sober

Yeah, I'm that fool
That wants nothin' to do
With havin' somethin' to prove

Drunk and outta control
Stains on my shirt
And holes in my clothes

Destined to be
Yet another broken bottle
At the bottom of the sea

With a message still inside that reads
"God is a hard thing to satisfy"

Yeah, it seems as though
We like to believe what we see is real
But it's hard to know for sure

So I made a deal
With the man himself, he said
"Take a bite from this here fruit, and
I'll make sure all your dreams come true"

Like the fool I am
And continue to be
I shook his hand
Convinced that I would see
A sight no man has seen before

But next thing I know, it's five AM
And I'm tryna light a soakin wet cigarette

Yeah, I'm that fool
That wants nothin' to do
With havin' anything left to lose

Yeah, I'm a fool
For thinkin' this has nothin' to do with you



Credits
Writer(s): Brage Steimler
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