Help Yourself Songtext
von Portable

"I think what we have here are people who are ethically unclean
Categorically indefensible, egotistically desirable
Who need to be painfully cured, and taken out, subdivided."

Disarray, disarray, overload
My coma, dull smile is set to explode

There is no one here to save you
But I can help you help yourself
There is no one here to save you
But I can help you help yourself

Pardon the pain from the misery within
I spill the truth so the silence can end

There is no one here to save you
But I can help you help yourself
There is no one here to save you
But I can help you help yourself


(Give up, give up)
There is no one here to save you
(Give up, give up)
But I can help you help yourself
(Give up, give up)
There is no one here to save you
(Give up, give up)
But I can help you help yourself

I′m anger, I am rage, I'm overkill
But you needed my help to swallow the pill

There is no one here to save you
But I can help you help yourself
There is no one here to save you
But I can help you help yourself

(Give up, give up)
There is no one here to save you
(Give up, give up)
But I can help you help yourself
(Give up, give up)
There is no one here to save you
(Give up, give up)
But I can help you help yourself