Lord almighty, hear my prayers
You said that you would always be there
Darling, darling, hear my plea
You need to get out and get over me
Doctor, doctor, tell me the news
I’ve got the self-destructive blues
I’ve got the self-destructive blues
Oh, I’ve tried whiskey, I’ve tried gin
But these drinks won’t wash away my sin
I can’t be alone without thinking of how
My world is coming crashing down
Lord almighty, hear my prayers
You said that you would always be there
Darling, darling, hear my plea
You need to get out and get over me
Doctor, doctor, tell me the news
I’ve got the self-destructive blues
I’ve got the self-destructive blues
Maybe my mind is full
Of words that I have never said
Places that I’ve never gone
And books that I have never read
I wish I had a key
To this lock so I could spill
All these things inside my head
But chances are I never will
Lord almighty, hear my prayers
You said that you would always be there
Darling, darling, hear my plea
You need to get out and get over me
Doctor, doctor, tell me the news
I’ve got the self-destructive blues
I’ve got the self-destructive blues
supported by 8 fans who also own “Self-Destructive Blues”
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst
supported by 6 fans who also own “Self-Destructive Blues”
Beautiful southern Gothic tunes with a psychedelic bent. A very comforting album, despite its uneasiness. Thayer is making some of the best folk music around - it's time you gave it a listen. (And, Thayer, Chicago's waiting for you...) Jonny Spinasanto