Lyrics

I've been in Hell all night I've been hangin' our for dawn Now I'm sick to my soul Feelin' tattered and torn Sure picked a bad time Picked a bad time for me I don't need no advice But I know what I need I need a Soul Surgeon tonight I fell from grace I fell from sight Take away my pain Give me back my life Don't need a Medicine Man He's selling snake oil that's for sure I need some healing that's guaranteed Gonna need a Wonder Cure Gonna need a Soul Surgeon tonight I need a Soul Surgeon Make me feel all right Some nights I wake up burning Living in a life that kills And if you can't help me woman I know the devil will I need a Soul Surgeon tonight I need a Soul Surgeon Make me feel all right A Soul Surgeon Gonna need a Soul Surgeon Soul Surgeon Soul Surgeon Make me feel all right Make me feel all right Make me feel all right Searching for my Soul Surgeon
Writer(s): Brent H. L. Eccles, Bernard Patrick Neeson, Richard Brewster-jones, John Carrington Brewster-jones, James Hilburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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