“Can You Help Me?” Testo
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Testo “Can You Help Me?”
Late September in 2008
Thought I met you once, was half awake
Coincidence, the corner store
You asked me for my name, I said what for?
Can you help me?
Can you help me?
Desperate times in desperate need
Ink in your skin can't stop the feeling
Cocaine lines of jealousy
Cuts on your arms won't help the healing
Picking out your meds in your drawer
Playing my guitar on your floor
My diligence
Your innocence
It's just to help me sleep
Is what you swore
Can you hеlp me?
Can you help me?
Crushеd up pills and surgery
Blood in your mouth tar on the ceiling
Handcuffed for bag of weed
Locked in a cell, can't find the meaning
Blood in your mouth tar on the ceiling
Locked in a cell, can't find the meaning
I'd visit you
Through the glass
Hoping that you'd get a second chance
I got the call
They said you passed
Whatever you were chasing
You had at last
Whatever you were chasing
You had at last
Whatever you were chasing
Old girlfriends and your roommates
Tattooed the date on both their fingers
Black casket and black roses
Dealing with death is hard when it lingers
Dealing with death is hard when it lingers
Dealing with death is hard when it lingers
Thought I met you once, was half awake
Coincidence, the corner store
You asked me for my name, I said what for?
Can you help me?
Can you help me?
Desperate times in desperate need
Ink in your skin can't stop the feeling
Cuts on your arms won't help the healing
Picking out your meds in your drawer
Playing my guitar on your floor
My diligence
Your innocence
It's just to help me sleep
Is what you swore
Can you hеlp me?
Can you help me?
Crushеd up pills and surgery
Blood in your mouth tar on the ceiling
Handcuffed for bag of weed
Locked in a cell, can't find the meaning
Blood in your mouth tar on the ceiling
Locked in a cell, can't find the meaning
I'd visit you
Through the glass
Hoping that you'd get a second chance
I got the call
They said you passed
Whatever you were chasing
You had at last
Whatever you were chasing
You had at last
Whatever you were chasing
Old girlfriends and your roommates
Tattooed the date on both their fingers
Black casket and black roses
Dealing with death is hard when it lingers
Dealing with death is hard when it lingers
Dealing with death is hard when it lingers
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