Help Me

We built a house
on sacred ground
What happened out there
now happens in here
Cold sweats and couches
this was the worst of my fears

Help me out,
help me out

Bones made of glass,
I'm starving
for someone to fill
my blood, my skin

Help me out,
help me out

What's left to talk about?
What's left to talk about?



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Karazija, Andrew Scheps
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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