
Letra de Shovel
Here we go again
It seems like I'm always hitting a dead-end road
I'm rock-bottom low
It seems like I'm always hitting a dead-end road
I'm rock-bottom low
In my defense
I been busy as a broke man paying off the debt he owes
But I'm losing hope
Yeah, I been whiskey drinking
Wishful thinking
I've been on my knees
Praying please release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep and I could sure use a little rope
Shorter days turn to longer nights
It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovеl
Make it make sensе
How a million rights can't outweigh the wrong idea
Ain't I just a kid?
Yeah, it's been one tough act to follow
A bitter pill to swallow
But I've been on my knees
Praying please release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep and I could sure use a little rope
Shorter days turn to longer nights
It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Yeah, I been whiskey drinking
Wishful thinking
I've been on my knees
Praying please release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep and I could sure use a little rope
Shorter days turn to longer nights
It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel
I been busy as a broke man paying off the debt he owes
But I'm losing hope
Yeah, I been whiskey drinking
Wishful thinking
I've been on my knees
Praying please release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep and I could sure use a little rope
Shorter days turn to longer nights
It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovеl
Make it make sensе
How a million rights can't outweigh the wrong idea
Ain't I just a kid?
Yeah, it's been one tough act to follow
A bitter pill to swallow
But I've been on my knees
Praying please release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep and I could sure use a little rope
Shorter days turn to longer nights
It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Yeah, I been whiskey drinking
Wishful thinking
I've been on my knees
Praying please release me from this chokehold
I'm six feet deep and I could sure use a little rope
Shorter days turn to longer nights
It's no surprise that I'm in trouble
But every time I try to climb out of this hole
Feels like God hands me a shovel
Feels like God hands me a shovel