Save Me

The pressure is just too much now

The road is dark and cold

I have no worth of living

I think I’ll sell my soul

And get a couple dollars

Or maybe some advice

‘Cause everything has been so wrong

I have done nothing right

The agony is torturous

I need to find my way

The wizard didn’t help none

He told me I should pray

And what the hell will that do?

But get me on my knees

I will not be caught begging

I will not stand to plead

The nights are getting longer

The days--they disappear

I have no friends, just enemies

I’m blanketed by fear

My life’s a living hell now

What is there left to do?

For a second in my mind

I think to turn to you…

            But can you save me?

            Is it too late?

            I’m torn and broken

            Lost and shamed

            Controlled by anger

            Filled with pain

            So can you save me?

Save me from this misery…

I still am feeling doubtful

I’m hesitant to ask

But this may be my one chance

To get this pain to pass

And though I said I wouldn’t

I get down on my knees

I ask once for forgiveness

And then I start to plead

But still, I’ve heard no answer

I might be going deaf

Or maybe I was just right

There is nobody left

To hear my cries of sorrow

To see my tears of pain

My doubt is overwhelming

But then it starts to rain

I wonder for a moment

If maybe that is you

Did you sense my sorrow?

Are you crying too?

My fists are clenched so tightly

And then I close my eyes

My head is titled back now

My face up toward the sky

So can you save me?

            Is it too late?

            I’m torn and broken

            Lost and shamed

            Controlled by anger

            Filled with fear

            Can you save me?

Save me from this misery…

The weeks are getting lonely

The months are just a blur

Nothing has yet to improve

My life is still a stir

The agony’s still torturous

And still, I have no friends

I wonder for a second

Why not just make it end?

But first I set out once more

For that road of yellow brick

I’ll revisit the wizard

And tell him I’m still sick

But once I reach his chambers

He looks me in the eye

And says, “Of course you’re not cured,

You haven’t even tried!”

“You live under this notion

That life revolves around you.

But what about His Majesty?

His son, He died for you!

He set out for your salvation,

He’s opened up his gates,

But if you can’t see what’s right there

Then you have got no fate!”

So can you save me?

            Is it too late?

            I’m torn and broken

            Lost and shamed

            Controlled by fear now

            And filled with doom

            Will you save me?

Save me from this misery.