Ain’t No God in This Room
Cowboy in a Suit
Ain’t no God in this room…
Smoke hangs low in the corners,
Like it’s got somethin’ to hide
Men sit still like statues…
With too much buried inside
Cards laid out on the table,
But no one’s playin’ fair
Every deal’s got a shadow…
Every breath got a prayer
You can look to the ceiling…
But He don’t come down here
Ain’t no God in this room…
Just men and their sins
No mercy, no truth…
Just who’s gonna win
You can beg, you can crawl,
You can swear what you knew
But the devil sits closer…
Than anything true
I seen saints turn to liars,
Seen kings lose their name
Seen brothers sell brothers…
Just to stay in the game
There’s a weight in the silence,
Like a gun on the table
Ain’t nobody touchin’ it…
But we all know we’re able
You don’t need a reason…
When the price is right
Ain’t no God in this room…
Ain’t no light breakin’ through
Just deals in the dark…
And the things people do
No angels, no savin’,
No lines left to choose
Just a man and his choices…
And the ones he’ll lose
I stopped prayin’ a long time ago…
Didn’t change a damn thing.
Ain’t no God in this room…
And we all know it’s true
Every hand’s got blood…
Every word’s got a wound
You can walk out alive…
But you won’t leave the same
‘Cause once you sit at this table…
You’re part of the game
Ain’t no God…
Not here.
Ain’t No God in This Room
By Cowboy in a Suit · Blues Rock
From the album Whiskey Knows the Truth
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Ain’t no God in this room…
Smoke hangs low in the corners, Like it’s got somethin’ to hide Men sit still like statues… With too much buried inside
Cards laid out on the table, But no one’s playin’ fair Every deal’s got a shadow… Every breath got a prayer
You can look to the ceiling… But He don’t come down here
Ain’t no God in this room… Just men and their sins No mercy, no truth… Just who’s gonna win
You can beg, you can crawl, You can swear what you knew But the devil sits closer…
Than anything true
I seen saints turn to liars, Seen kings lose their name Seen brothers sell brothers… Just to stay in the game
There’s a weight in the silence, Like a gun on the table Ain’t nobody touchin’ it… But we all know we’re able
You don’t need a reason… When the price is right
Ain’t no God in this room… Ain’t no light breakin’ through Just deals in the dark… And the things people do
No angels, no savin’, No lines left to choose Just a man and his choices… And the ones he’ll lose
I stopped prayin’ a long time ago…
Didn’t change a damn thing.
Ain’t no God in this room… And we all know it’s true Every hand’s got blood… Every word’s got a wound
You can walk out alive… But you won’t leave the same ‘Cause once you sit at this table…
You’re part of the game
Ain’t no God…
Not here.
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