The Longer I Lay Here Songtext / Lyric

You're up with the sunrise and down when the works been done.
With excellence industry, diligence naturally.
I would like to be you just for a few habit forming years.
Laziness cuts me like fine cutlery.

I need a miracle, someone to help me help myself.

Sweet Jesus, I need you, forgive me this sin,
not hookers or heroin, gamblin' or gin.
It sounds so ridiculous but I just can't lick this.

I need a miracle, someone to help me help myself.
Someone to help me help myself.