Bilge

There's something not quite right with me
There's something not quite right with me
There's something not quite right with me

I used to go outside
I used to play all night
I used to be alright but now
There's something wrong with me

Help Me!
Help Me!
Help Me!

There's nothing that can help me
There's no one that can help me
Jesus can't help me tonight

My heart is growing cold
Feels just like it's made of stone
I don't care about anything at all

I've been ripped and torn inside
There's nothing that can cauterize
My soul is so cold

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OoohLaLaLaLa OoohLaLa

There's something not quite right with me
There's something not quite right with me
There's something not quite right with me

Children's laughter turns to acid rain
I drink some gin to numb the pain
It doesn't work so I do it again and again

Help Me!
Help Me!
Help Me!

There's nothing that can help me
There's no one that can help me
Jesus can't help me tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Pensato
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