Lord, this society gives me anxiety
I spend all my time back here in the pines
Smokin' on some home-grown, wishin' I was back home
Before the whole damn world lost its mind
I'm just an old soul stuck livin' in new world
And I know that there's still a whole lotta people like me
And I pray to God up above and hope he'll be comin' soon enough
Saving old soul stuck livin' in the new world
It's a dog-eatin'-dog kind of place
Where don't nobody ever quite finish their age
You'll stab your brother in the back for first place
We all gonna die someday
Just like the soul, soul stuck livin' in the new world
And I know there's still a whole lotta people like me
Well, I pray, up above and hope he'll be comin' down soon enough
Saving old soul stuck livin' in the new world
