Favorite life Is there something you want, dear? Making strides But I don't belong here
Help me, help me Help me, help me Help me, help me Why doesn't it help me?
I've been having such a fucked up dream Where you bite your tongue off sitting next to me And my body's frozen like a figurine And you say
Did you even notice That I began to bleed? And it all goes out of focus And I hear your start to scream
Help me, help me Help me, help me Help me, help me God, won't you help me? Help me, help me Help me, help me Help me, help me You promised you'd help me