I put my thoughts and feels on shelf
Who'll come and save me from myself?
Remake the things I've made to me,
There must be reason I can’t see.
Another day, another night,
Another blind leading a blind
Your highest high's my lowest low
Reason of this I wanna know.
And when the night comes on the earth,
I pray for love and what it worth,
I wonder is there any chance
To come and save me from myself?