Clear your mind out
My voice guides the way
Trust me these things
Are what I survey
Don't shape yourself
You're not made of clay
Take it easy
Waves roll to the bay
Does it sting yet?
Voice of reason
Is why you'll obey
Wouldn't want to
Be your own prey
Again
It's the same
Everything
Is so tame
Again
It's the same
Everything
Is so
Feeling nauseous?
You won't get it:
Dreading the pain's worse
Than the pain itself
P B & J - Helping Hand Lyrics
P B & J - Helping Hand Lyrics
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Clear your mind out
My voice guides the way
Trust me these things
Are what I survey
Don't shape yourself
You're not made of clay
Take it easy
Waves roll to the bay
Does it sting yet?
Voice of reason
Is why you'll obey
Wouldn't want to
Be your own prey
Again
It's the same
Everything
Is so tame
Again
It's the same
Everything
Is so
Feeling nauseous?
You won't get it:
Dreading the pain's worse
Than the pain itself
My voice guides the way
Trust me these things
Are what I survey
Don't shape yourself
You're not made of clay
Take it easy
Waves roll to the bay
Does it sting yet?
Voice of reason
Is why you'll obey
Wouldn't want to
Be your own prey
Again
It's the same
Everything
Is so tame
Again
It's the same
Everything
Is so
Feeling nauseous?
You won't get it:
Dreading the pain's worse
Than the pain itself
Writer: Patrik Klepić
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid