Doyle Bramhall - Tortured Soul lyrics

Walking down this lonely street All I have's this tortured soul Standing 'round like my pants are full of gold But what I got are pockets with a hole Just like moss trying to grab a rolling stone It ain't going to stay 'Cause it's rolling around and gone Well I'm tired of a feeling this way And held on long enough to my ways Tired of those days For a chance at a something new And living down the lies that I knew Maybe I'll find that I didn't waste all ny time What made me stronger was my tortured soul When I stop to shoot the breeze And talk about being robbed to our knees I'm so ready to to start feeling better days Trying to survive this tortured soul Like a river rolling down a waterfall lots of pressure before it hits the wall I've been there and to no disbelief Got to trust in something you can see something to believe Leaving behind this life that I knew Standing here at this line that I drew Maybe I'll find I didn't waste all the time What made me stronger was my tortured soul What made me stronger was my tortured soul What made me stronger was my tortured soul What made me stronger was my tortured soul Can't hold on much longer Oh I'm tired Im tired Of living this way Living that way