Who will save your soul and love me here. And I find my place So well let down your guard So when it get's too late When it get's too far Know this is a universal truth People let me down. So reach out for the things that you can use Buried in the ground

Odetta, don't you know That you saved this young man's soul? And he can watch you getting wise And you can watch him growing old Along came a morning of another Blindsided by your sweet surprise You were always tryna fill the void, my brother A habit so

Turn me into someone like you Find a place that we can go to Run away and take me with you Wait just a while Don't let go I need your rescue Save me from my superstitions Now I'm free from this soul's condition And I'll greet you with a smile Hold me

Can you save my heavy dirty soul? Can you save Can you save my For me, for me, oh Gangsters don't cry Therefore, therefore I'm Mr. Misty-eye, therefore I'm Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit Can you save my, save my

Some things are just meant to be Going a hundred in a fifty-five And I don't know why I'm still alive, but I Do what I can, but I know I can't take anymore I still believe in this Rock 'n Roll And I pray the music gon' save my soul, but 'Til then I still

Can't you save me? From the bottom of the ash I rose, yeah To the top I go Where I’m from its cold But I don’t need this coat, keep my sleeves rolled Got my city’s area code on my shoulder, 216 forever in my soul Swear to God every single night its gets

Some things are just meant to be Going a hundred in a fifty-five And I don't know why I'm still alive, but I Do what I can, but I know I can't take anymore I still believe in this Rock 'n Roll And I pray the music gon' save my soul, but 'Til then I still

For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing

Can we fight to save our souls? Protect the hive from enemies! March on, worker bees! Know your enemy! Follow the herd mentality! And we'll march... along, with our blindfolds on And we'll ride... the rails, with our pistols drawn Can the Lord... above,

I'm bleeding me Caught under wheels roll I can't take it Oh, the bleeding of me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's bleeding me I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay