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Help Me
16
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Help Me został wydany 29 października 2021 przez Two:22 jako część albumu Atrophy
album cover
AlbumAtrophy
Data wydania29 października 2021
WytwórniaTwo:22
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM74

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Two:22
Two:22
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Pickus
Joshua Pickus
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

Help me, help me, yeah
Help me, help me, bleeding on the floor
Can't stop me, stop me, nothing like before
When I see, I see light upon the door
Give me more, give me more
Help me, help me get away from you
Can't stop me, stop me, what you gonna do?
So icy, icy, live without a screw
Nothing new, coming through
Nothing you can do if it was all mine
Weightless, but it's falling at the same time
Funny how the heavy is a vague sign
Nothing is together, only waiting for the unwind
Life is always breaking, and I'm watching the wall
Crumbling to pieces, and it's starting to fall
Never get a chance to stand up tall, so small
I'm flying through the air, and live without a care
And if I'm dying here, I'll never disappear (disappear)
So, don't you dare
Help me, help me, bleeding on the floor
Can't stop me, stop me, nothing like before
When I see, I see light upon the door
Give me more, give me more
Help me, help me get away from you
Can't stop me, stop me, what you gonna do?
So icy, icy, live without a screw
Nothing new, coming through
And they're always looking where I see
Ain't no one and nothing can stop me
Dropping off the top, so icy
Pricey, feisty, why is it spicy?
I did it all, right by my self
It belongs to me and nobody else
But I can't stay here in this cell, it's hell
The things that I have known, they follow me alone
And when I'm walking home, their presence always shown
(Always shown)
But I'm on my own
Help me, help me, bleeding on the floor
Can't stop me, stop me, nothing like before
When I see, I see light upon the door
Give me more, give me more
Help me, help me get away from you
Can't stop me, stop me, what you gonna do?
So icy, icy, live without a screw
Nothing new, coming through
Written by: Joshua Pickus
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