J. Augusto Martins, Ocartiz James
Bb, C, Cm, Dm, F, G
Ooh, turning left while the light is turning right
So who's gonna save your soul tonight?
Sticks and stones and chevy bones rumbling through the street
Try hard, avoid the night, drive past everybody that you meet
And it's okay, as long as you don't stay too long
Who's gonna save your soul tonight?
Is it wrong a life can form when it's got too late?
While I forget these words 'cause they're caught up all in these snakes
Who's gonna save?
You hope it's not too late
Who's gonna save your soul tonight?
We'll call 'em headlines, the competition's red lines
You're marching to the beat, arresting calls from the streets
You don't care when you say they're just words
But you take 'em for a while
'Cause you've got something else in mind
Who's gonna save your soul tonight?
Rewrite the to and fro while the politicians scramble low
It's a race to turn the knife while they're driving close and keep it tight
Who's gonna save?
Your hope is not too late
Who's gonna save his soul tonight?