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can you help me
I've been down here for hours
'people staring at me
and now I feel the pressure, the sweat the paranoia
oh yes, I feel the pressure, hold me tighter
I can make it better, when im not flat out on the floor
We can make it better, we can make it
Is there even any point
To this life
Without you
Without you
I am empty, ive only got three days
Left to pimp my soul
I'll sell it cheaply, I'll sell it by the hour
But time will takes its toll
