Texty:
Marjorie Fair Self Help Serenade

Don't believe a word they say they're only there to take you away Don't believe a word they say they're only tryIng to take you away It only feels this

These are things I've thought about silly boy you're often thought about in waves the sun is setting on my side it's alright unless it's gone away for

die young Fill my empty room with the sun Fill my empty room with the sun This Doesn't matter like it did before This doesn't matter much anymore Change my mind or help

I hold on to you it's all I can do my love you are stronger than me from what I can see my love I think I'm going out of my mind If it's not already

He lives in a halfway house his mother doesnt tie his bootstraps down they found him by the highway side with bloodstained boots and glass in his eye

I don't live there anymore there's too many windows and too many doors look out there's fog in the way of all that you're doing and all that you say