"Rolling Stoned Again" lyrics

"Rolling Stoned Again"

Tell me revelator
Why do I exist
If God is my witness
I hate He's seein' me like this

Staring at the ceiling
Been crawling up the wall
So I left Him for feeling
Now I feel nothin' at all

There's nothing like the strong stuff
There's no better medicine
I'll tell you when I've had enough
Of drownin' in your love
Tell me where the hell you've been
I hear you on the radio
Feel you in the shape I'm in
No it doesn't matter where you go
I'm goin' down in smoke
I'm rolling stoned again

Fighting all my demons
Though they never seem to fall
Like I got some kind of weakness
No they don't come when I call

There's nothing like the strong stuff
There's no better medicine
I'll tell you when I've had enough
I'm drownin' in your love
Tell me where the hell you've been
I hear you on the radio
Feel you in the shape I'm in
Doesn't matter where you go
I'm goin' down in smoke
I'm rolling stoned again

There's nothing like the strong stuff
There's no better medicine
I'll tell you when I've had enough
Of drownin' in your love
Tell me where the hell you've been
I hear you on the radio
Feel you in the shape I'm in
No it doesn't matter where you go
I'm goin' down in smoke
I'm rolling stoned again


Writer(s): Sean Michael McConnell, Taylor Edward McCall
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