I got ground beneath my feet and almost on my teeth I can read between the lines I turn bitter into sweet, I can do it in my sleep With a little job I got on the side But still Sometimes I feel I don't have a soul I hope this prayer Will get me along Yeah will get me along Whoa-oh-oh I play any part to get me what I want Don't let down or dial it up I'm good at using charm, It's an underrated art Don't need the courage of a drunken cus Sometimes I feel I don't have a soul I hope this prayer Will get me along Yeah will get me along Whoa-oh-oh If my aim was off My intent true Would you still think the same of me as As I think of You-ooh-hoo-hoo You-ooh-hoo-hoo Sometimes I feel I don't have a soul So I wrote this prayer To get me along Yeah will get me along Whoa-oh-oh Yeah will get me along Whoa-oh-oh