The Dead South - Time For Crawlin’ lyrics

Well these days things ain’t been alright My best friends been the bottle nearly every night So honey won’t you let me in I don’t got much time as far as I can tell I’ve been walking the line between heaven and hell So honey won’t you let me in I just need some where to lay my head And someone there to warm my bed So honey won’t you let me in Now my bones they are a aching from the choices I’ve been making I’ve been drinking me away from all the names I should’ve taken So honey won’t you let me in Oh honey won’t you let me in Yeah honey won’t you let me in I need some help, I need a friend I need some loving, baby come and let me in Well I got more baggage than I can afford That’s why folks keep on catching me and knocking at their doors And I know it’s time for crawling out of this hole in the ground It’s been too long running round and round and round and round And I know I’m not the one whose been paying of his debts But the winds are getting heavy here so come on baby let me in Well now that I’ve been knocking at your door For about half an hour or so maybe more My fists are getting sore so honey won’t you let me in And I seen an old pal just a walking on by Says “come on man you’re looking bone dry” So I took a big swig from his bottle, and that was that I just need some where to lay my head And someone there to warm my bed So honey won’t you let me in Now I’m sitting right here all by my lonesome Making my home on the pavement stone ‘Cause my honey won’t let me in No my honey won’t let me in Yeah my honey won’t let me in I need some help, I need a friend I need some loving, baby come on let me in Well I got more baggage than I can afford That’s why folks keep on catching me and knocking at their doors And I know it’s time for crawling out of this hole in the ground It’s been too long running round and round and round and round And I know I’m not the one whose been paying of his debts But the winds are getting heavy here so come on baby let me in And I know it’s time for crawling out of this hole in the ground It’s been to long running round and round and round and round And I know I’m not the one whose been paying of his debts But the winds are getting heavy here so come on baby let me in