said my goodbyes. They made me bleed and tore me apart. They took advantage and broke my heart. Where are the angels? Where are the priests to take the darkness out of me
wish you knew Always in someone's eye so many questions, why? How is it to be down with me, with me? Afraid to express myself always me and someone
that openness exposed me to a truth I couldn?t find In the clenched fists of my ego or the confines of my mind Or the hipness of my swagger or the swagger
sold Tell me something to ease my worry, tell me something to calm me down Tell me something to prove your story, a shot of sodium pentathol Tell me
me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal to act
me by now. Oh, Scarecrow, what am I going to do? Scarecrow Look! Here's someone who can help you. Dorothy Oh - will you help me? Can you help me? Glinda
I'll tell you something, I once knew someone whose name was Dubois. It, it sort of sounds like Debris, you know what I mean? Like, is that French, or
me Heal me My dear Brena So vulnerable But it's alright Heal me Heal me My dear Brena Show me lonely and Show me openings To lead me closer to you My
Hey, you know, I don't like you to feel like I'm nagging or anything. But don't you think it's about time for me to meet your friend down at the Onyx
to save my life) (BRIDGE) (CHORUS) Save me, save me, save me Save my life ------------------------------------------------------------------- Love Gets Me
, oh Always in someone's eye so many questions why How is it to be down with me, with me Afraid to express myself always me and someone else I need
nothing of this sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer
did you walk away? yes i did...i don't like the judicial system, i don't like the government system, i don't like the police, i don't like anything
: Yes I did... I don't like the judicial system, I don't like the government system, I don't like the police, I don't like anything to do with this country
that openness exposed me to a truth I couldn't find In the clenched fists of my ego or the confines of my mind Or the hipness of my swagger or the swagger
, I once knew someone whose name was Dubois. It, it sort of sounds like Debris, you know what I mean? Like, is that French, or what? Don: Well, actually
