I've been helping myself to every self help book
Took all of my yellow pills
I've run out of coffee, I need a new hobby
I'm tired of Netflix and chill
My mind hasn't shifted, my mood hasn't lifted
I'm starting to worry cos I'm
Lower than lower than low
And my body is numb and it's cold
I wanna feel fine but I don't
Times like these take a hold
Cut me deep to the bone
I just need to know
Can anybody pick me up
Pick me up?
Count the weeks, spin the wheel
Keep repeating my feelings
Is anybody free to meet
And pick me up
Pick me up?
Guess i should feel grateful cos I've got a plate full
Of family, friends and my health
But its like my hands have got different plans
And they're holding me under this spell
Used up paper and pens and therapy's expensive
I just want someone to tell
That I'm lower than lower than low
And my body is numb and it's cold
I wanna feel fine but I don't
Times like these take a hold
Cut me deep to the bone
I just need to know
Can anybody pick me up
Pick me up?
Count the weeks, spin the wheel
Keep repeating my feelings
Is anybody free to meet
And pick me up
Pick me up?
Impatiently doing the time and the waiting
Get angry, get tired, get mad and frustrated
And wishing and hoping and praying
It changes my mind
Times like these
Cut me deep
I just need to know
Can anybody pick me up?
Count the weeks, spin the wheel
Keep repeating my feelings
Is anybody free to meet
And pick me up
Pick me up?
Pick me up