Take my hand and pray with me
My final days [bad word] The devil now [bad word] for me
And helicopters circling the scene

And I pray for rest
Could you pray for us
We know he loves you the best
We know he loves you the best

The lights inside my cave
I'm tired of my ‘cades

Oh these [bad word] they played
On me, these terrible ways
They don’t pay like they used to pay
I used to make it day-to-day

No one cares for me
I keep [bad word] I have minimal needs
And now they are through with me

Now they are through with me (x8)