"Son, Brother, Believer" lyrics

I know these hands were made for prayin'
But lately, they're strung out, sweatin', strayin'
I lean a little harder on the green than grace
Rollin' my joints with the book of James
At this point, don't know why God'd even bother
So, mama, help me turn the wine back into water

I'm a son, I'm a brother, and believer in Jesus Christ
And I know I might not meet 'em if I don't act right
'Cause all the drinkin', druggin', and lovin' on lonely nights
Ain't the kinda livin' that holds your place in line

Hell, all I've got to show is this crooked crown of thorns I've grown
From the wild and wasted wonderin' seeds I've sown in vain
From sea to sea, and I see no change
Oh, but I believe in better days

I'm a son, I'm a brother, and believer in Jesus Christ
And I know I might not meet 'em if I don't act right
'Cause all the drinkin', druggin', and lovin' on lonely nights
Ain't the kinda livin' that holds your place in line
'Cause all the drinkin', druggin', and lovin' on lonely nights
Ain't the kinda livin' that holds your place in line

I'm a son, I'm a brother, and believer in Jesus Christ
And I know I'm gonna meet 'em