| Song | Help Me |
| Artist | Concrete Blonde |
| Album | Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Maybe it's just a phase | |
| The days and the nights and the nights and the days | |
| Of tossing and turning and buring and churning | |
| Inside my brain | |
| Or, maybe i'm finally insane | |
| But i don't know who to believe anymore | |
| It's like i'm caught in some revolving door | |
| Over and over and over and over | |
| ....teach me how to pray. | |
| ....tell me what to say | |
| Help me help me help me find my way | |
| I never could play the game | |
| And all their faces look the same | |
| And i won't give up | |
| Won't give in | |
| You know i never want to be like them i'm | |
| Ticking away like time | |
| Out of sync and out of my mind | |
| Well i used to know a truth from a lie | |
| Just by | |
| Looking in your eyes | |
| Lies | |
| ....carry me away | |
| ....farther and farther and farther everyday | |
| Help me help me help me find my way | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| And waves of confusion break down on my head | |
| When i think of all the things you said well the words | |
| Fall | |
| Dead | |
| ....higher every day | |
| ....a price i swear i'll never pay no way | |
| Help me help me help me find my way |
| Maybe it' s just a phase | |
| The days and the nights and the nights and the days | |
| Of tossing and turning and buring and churning | |
| Inside my brain | |
| Or, maybe i' m finally insane | |
| But i don' t know who to believe anymore | |
| It' s like i' m caught in some revolving door | |
| Over and over and over and over | |
| .... teach me how to pray. | |
| .... tell me what to say | |
| Help me help me help me find my way | |
| I never could play the game | |
| And all their faces look the same | |
| And i won' t give up | |
| Won' t give in | |
| You know i never want to be like them i' m | |
| Ticking away like time | |
| Out of sync and out of my mind | |
| Well i used to know a truth from a lie | |
| Just by | |
| Looking in your eyes | |
| Lies | |
| .... carry me away | |
| .... farther and farther and farther everyday | |
| Help me help me help me find my way | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| And waves of confusion break down on my head | |
| When i think of all the things you said well the words | |
| Fall | |
| Dead | |
| .... higher every day | |
| .... a price i swear i' ll never pay no way | |
| Help me help me help me find my way |
| Maybe it' s just a phase | |
| The days and the nights and the nights and the days | |
| Of tossing and turning and buring and churning | |
| Inside my brain | |
| Or, maybe i' m finally insane | |
| But i don' t know who to believe anymore | |
| It' s like i' m caught in some revolving door | |
| Over and over and over and over | |
| .... teach me how to pray. | |
| .... tell me what to say | |
| Help me help me help me find my way | |
| I never could play the game | |
| And all their faces look the same | |
| And i won' t give up | |
| Won' t give in | |
| You know i never want to be like them i' m | |
| Ticking away like time | |
| Out of sync and out of my mind | |
| Well i used to know a truth from a lie | |
| Just by | |
| Looking in your eyes | |
| Lies | |
| .... carry me away | |
| .... farther and farther and farther everyday | |
| Help me help me help me find my way | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| And waves of confusion break down on my head | |
| When i think of all the things you said well the words | |
| Fall | |
| Dead | |
| .... higher every day | |
| .... a price i swear i' ll never pay no way | |
| Help me help me help me find my way |