The Night

By summer's end, I predict that I'll have finally lost my mind

The doctor said that these new pills

Well they might help me this time

And I hope that's the case because I feel I am wasting

The one life that I have

The chances, they come and the chances, they go

But the time, well you can't get that back

And Johnnie called me late last night, and I told Mr. Walker just go home

Why do the demons in my mind never wanna leave me alone?

It's the pistol and the bottle, it's the drugs and it's the throttle

That tell me they'll make me feel alive

But I know good and well

That ain't gonna help

I'm just praying I make it through the night

Well I'd love to get to sleep but I can't get too deep

Though I am doing the best that I can

My mind wants to talk about everything I'm not

Even worse, everything I am

I tell my friends and they tell me that time will only do me well

But I won't shut my mouth, is it a rule down in the south

That you can't talk about your mental health?

And Johnnie called me late last night, well I told Mr. Walker just go home

Why do the demons in my mind never wanna leave me alone?

It's the pistol and the bottle, it's the drugs and it's the throttle

That tell me they'll make me feel alive

I know good and well that ain't gonna help

I'm just praying I make it through the night

Well Johnnie called me late last night, and I told Mr. Walker just go home

Why do the demons in my mind never wanna leave me alone?

It's the pistol and the bottle, it's the drugs and it's the throttle

That tell me they'll make me feel alive

But I know good and well that ain't gonna help

I'm just praying that I make it through the night

I'm praying that I make it through the night