Saved Soul Lyrics & Tabs by Grits
Saved Soul
guitar chords lyrics
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that made whole that saved soul)
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that made whole that saved soul)
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that made whole that saved soul)
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it. (that made whole that saved soul)
The way to rage, engage - can you tell me?
Got to bottom out of metaphors,
Got better things than amphetamine dreams,
Bet it lean 'til it break the door,
Do you wanna be my passion?
Cave in to the thought, they fall apart,
Abolish any between that is highly sought in the war that's fought,
Do you wanna be my passion?
Cave in to the thought, they fall apart,
Abolish any between that is highly sought in the war that's fought,
The way these words drip from brain to tongue,
Bring pains and strains is done,
The pinnacle peak is here and in my grasp, (energise)
See how long I last,
Emerald with a ruby shine,
Pursue what is truly mine and get it entire,
My regards will be duly noted, too devoted,
Glue to it, loosely bind,
Ran the race with a broken leg,
Stand in place, just move my head,
I press on 'til the man is dead,
Paul persevered and so shall I,
Endured to the beating, so shall I,
Checking in prison - no, not I,
I will follow this blueprint - why?
To save a few, but most will still die.
See my soul is locked up,
Sometimes I let life pass me by 'til I just wanna die,
Somebody got to get up, somebody got to get by,
See my soul is locked up,
Sometimes I let life pass me by 'til I just wanna die,
Somebody got to get up, somebody got to get by.
Got that bomb for the beepers, and keep them crumbs for the weepers,
But this ain't dope that I'm speaking, I'm pushing hope to those reaching,
To them that gave up and then gave in, done caved in to that life of sin,
That's real talk; it ain't metaphor,
It's real life and you can't ignore it,
You can't afford to not be true,
The bloodshed of Christ, blood shed for you,
God had to do his word, had to prove,
His son had to die, his son had to rise on the third day just to make the way so you can be saved by grace today,
Embrace the date,
We're willing, wait,
Take heed to the need your soul is craving.
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that made whole that saved soul)
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that made whole that saved soul)
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that made whole that saved soul)
Let me get a hit of that what-you-call-it, (that saved soul that made whole)
Giving you a hit of that what-you-call-it. (that made whole that saved soul)
See my soul is locked up,
Sometimes I let life pass me by 'til I just wanna die,
Somebody got to get up, somebody got to get by,
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