"Thankful" lyrics

"Thankful"

I was born crazy
No one there to save me
I was coming up on a reckoning
I can break a habit
Just like my dad did
A hand me down mountain of pride and I leveled it

In and out of trouble
Pedal down on the struggle
Learned how to be
Humble living this life

I've rolled the dice
Must a been thousands times
I've wronged some rights
Living with a dimming light
Watched another part of me die

And I'd do it again
Damnit I'd do it again

Now I'm thankful
That I used to be a handful
A cuss a riot a self righteous son of a bitch
Hell I'm grateful
That I wasn't no angel
You fall, you break, heal get up again

I've rolled the dice
Must a been thousands times
I've wronged some rights
Living with a dimming light
Watched another part of me die

And I'd do it again
Damnit I'd do it again

Now I'm thankful
That I used to be a handful
A cuss a riot a self righteous son of a bitch
Hell I'm grateful
That I wasn't no angel
You fall, you break, heal get up again

Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Ooh
Ooh


Writer(s): Stephen Rusch, Evan Honer, Paul Cauthen, Delaney Ramsdell
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