help me - Flatsound

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

It’s crazy… not quite