Papa Roach - Help Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Help By Papa Roach?
I think I need help
I'm drowning in myself Did someone turn the lights out? Or is it just another dark cloud in my head? 'Cause I'm cut deep, my heart won't beat Deep down low it's killing me If I wanna scratch out yesterday I've got so much I need to say (I've got so much I need to say) I think I need help 'Cause I'm drowning in myself It's sinking in, I can't pretend That I ain't been through hell I think I need help I'm drowning in myself They're preying on my weakness Believe it I'm thinking to myself "no not again" And I won't keep listening When temptation's creeping in If I wanna make it another day I've got so much I need to say (I've got so much I need to say) I think I need help 'Cause I'm drowning in myself It's sinking in, I can't pretend That I ain't been through hell I think I need help I'm drowning in myself (I'm drowning in myself) I think I need help 'Cause I've put myself through hell I think I need help 'Cause I'm drowning in myself It's sinking in, I can't pretend That I ain't been through hell I think I need help I think I need help I think I need help |
Who Wrote Help By Papa Roach?
Colin Cunningham, Anthony Aaron Esperance, Tobin Joseph Esperance, Nicholas Michael Furlong, Jerry Allan Jr Horton, Jacoby Dakota Shaddix, Anthony Esperance, Jacoby Shaddix, Jerry Horton, Tobin Esperance, Nicholas Furlong
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What's The Duration Of The Help By Papa Roach?The duration of Help is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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