Francis Larson - Desiccated

I don’t drink but I’ll take that beer
If it means you’ll let me sit on your porch a while here
I gave up on God and I ain’t got a wife
My dog’s up in Phoenix—I ain’t doing alright
I’ve been running dry
I’ve been running dry
So long under cloudless skies
I’ve been running dry
I’ve been running dry
But don’t run from me
Don’t run from me, alright?
I got some demons I’ve been rousting out
When it all breaks down could I just crash on your couch?
All I need is a meal and a moment’s reprieve
Soon the money comes in, then I will just leave
I’ve been running dry
I’ve been running dry
So long under cloudless skies
I’ve been running dry
I’ve been running dry
But don’t run from me
Don’t run from me, alright?
I keep begging for rain, begging for rain
And I’ve been cursing my, cursing my name
I keep begging for rain, begging for rain
And cursing my own name
There are days where all I did was survive
Shocked and amazed to come out the other side
I’m searching for miracles in the dust where I lie
After all of this heartache how can anything thrive?
My soul in tatters and cracked from the inside
If you stay by my side I might be alright
If you stay by my side I might be alright
I’ve been running dry
I’ve been running dry
So long under cloudless skies
I’ve been running dry
I’ve been running dry
But don’t run from me, alright?
Don’t run from me
Don’t run from me, alright?

Written by:
Brett Larson

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