I didn't think I would make it,
Thought everybody was against me
All those conquered eyes and Christmases alone.
I never gave an honest answer
But I made a lot of angry organs.
Are we copasetic? Are we behaving now?
Filling up on endless insights
From other people's ugly insides.
All this bitterness is starting to grow cold
When comfort is an empty evening
Hanging on to complications.
Sometimes quick sand has a massive appeal to me
I want to be somewhere else
I think I can figure it out,
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.
I think I can figure it out,
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me through it
To get me through it
I always knew I had the answer
But I never understood the question
Indoor living lacerated to the bone
And now we've realigned the edges
I'm doing very well I thank you
All this empathy is starting to wear me down
I wish I was someone else
I think I can figure it out,
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.
I think I can figure it out,
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me through it
To get me through it
I'll try to work this out
I'll try to get it on
I'll try
[repeated in background after said once]
I like to tell you that I'm ready
For whatever's coming
But to be honest there's a part of me
That loses control
[x2]
I think I can figure it out,
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.
I think I can figure it out,
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.
I think I can figure it out
But I'm gonna need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me through it.
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