A Good Soul Is Hard To Find

A body is being dragged across the floor
At least that's what it sounds like upstairs
A couple's going at it next door
He's convinced she likes it, she's convinced he cares
There's always someone smoking something in the alley
And on the sidewalk, between the vacant stares

These days, a good soul is hard to find
I swear to God, I swear to God
These days, a good soul is hard to find
Yeah, it's hard to find

A shouting match is echoing down the hall
There's no sunlight left to clean their open sores
A wrecking crew is rattling the walls
The devil's hammer wakes me, shakes to my core
I can only get a call back from my dealer
Who the hell is left in this town anymore?

These days, a good soul is hard to find
I swear to God, I swear to God
These days, a good soul is hard to find
Yeah

Hear the scratching claws
In the dead of night?
I'm chewing off my nails
So I don't use them in daylight

These days, a good soul is hard to find
I swear to God, I swear to God
These days, a good soul is hard to find
Yeah, it's hard to find



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Cassman
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