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Street Dogs – A State Of Grace lyrics
Taken to skid row
Apocalyptic downtown
Wandered from Foley's pub to this
Somebody's gather me
I need a rescue mission
Push me out of harm's way into help
I'm still searching for the state of grace
A king of nothing
I've been whittled away
Like a thief in the night
Rum crushes and steals you, no warning
I'm still searching for a state of grace
A state of grace
Cop cars and whistles
Those bold testimonials
Look at me screaming at the moon
Got hospitals and preachers saying
Son we can't reach you
I guess I don't know how to ask for help
I'm still searching for the state of grace
A king of nothing
I've been whittled away
Like a thief in the night
Rum crushes and steals you, no warning
I'm still searching for a state of grace
A state of grace
What have I come to
Where am I going
These nights are wasted
And my days I'm throwing
Jesus I'm falling
Do you hear me calling
I need a time out
From my own personal hell
A reprieve, a new chance, some immunity
Goodwill, maybe mercy
Could you give it to me
I'm still searching for a state of grace
I'm so tired of running this race
I'm still searching for a state of grace
I'm so tired of running this race
I'm still searching for a state of grace
I'm so tired of running this race
Apocalyptic downtown
Wandered from Foley's pub to this
Somebody's gather me
I need a rescue mission
Push me out of harm's way into help
I'm still searching for the state of grace
A king of nothing
I've been whittled away
Like a thief in the night
Rum crushes and steals you, no warning
I'm still searching for a state of grace
A state of grace
Cop cars and whistles
Those bold testimonials
Look at me screaming at the moon
Got hospitals and preachers saying
Son we can't reach you
I guess I don't know how to ask for help
I'm still searching for the state of grace
A king of nothing
I've been whittled away
Like a thief in the night
Rum crushes and steals you, no warning
I'm still searching for a state of grace
A state of grace
What have I come to
Where am I going
These nights are wasted
And my days I'm throwing
Jesus I'm falling
Do you hear me calling
I need a time out
From my own personal hell
A reprieve, a new chance, some immunity
Goodwill, maybe mercy
Could you give it to me
I'm still searching for a state of grace
I'm so tired of running this race
I'm still searching for a state of grace
I'm so tired of running this race
I'm still searching for a state of grace
I'm so tired of running this race
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