- Songwriters: John April, Aaron Lewis, Michael Mushok, Jonathan Wysocki
This dark room, another cigarette
The carpet strewn, I'm getting sick of it
The end is near, I'm in the thick of it
And I'll be there soon if you can handle it
Just save me from all that I am
You save me for the fuck of it
Save me, just hold out your hand
You save me from all of it
I try and speak myself, you can do it too
And need no one's help, I'm needing only you
So just pray for me and deliver it
You never take from me what I'm given
Just save me from all that I am
You save me for the fuck of it
Save me, just hold out your hand
You save me from all of it
And all that I have become is you
The only good in me is you
And after all of this
The day will come to find out
Will you take me, oh, forsake me
So pray for me, am I forgiven?
For what you take from me
Just save me from all that I am
You save me for the fuck of it
Save me, just hold out your hand
You save me from all of it
Come, save me
Pray for me, am I forgiven ?
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