Lyrics Lord Strike Me Dead - Live at The Tabernacle, Atlanta, 2018 - Blackberry Smoke

Everybody stumblin' 'round in the dark
'Cause the lights too dim to see
Everybody's got an axe to grind and they call it "bein' free"
Everybody with their skin so thin, lookin' out for number one
Nobody wants to be left holdin' the bag when it's all done
There ain't much left to say, I can't stand it anymore
Lord, Lord
These children have gone crazy
Lord, Lord
Please come down and save me
Lord, Lord
You got to believe me
Lord, Lord
Lord, strike me dead
Everybody wants to blame somebody for the sorry shape they're in
Everybody ought to take a step back, see where it all begins
Nobody is listenin', they're all spittin' in the wind
Somebody please cover my eyes, tell me, when's it gonna end?
Take me outta here, I can't stand it anymore
Lord, Lord
These children have gone crazy
Lord, Lord
Please come down and save me
Lord, Lord
You got to believe me
Lord, Lord
Lord, strike me dead
Lord, Lord
These children have gone crazy
Lord, Lord
Please come down and save me
Lord, Lord
You got to believe me
Lord, Lord
Lord, strike me dead