Help me if you can. Please lend me a hand.
I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand.
My esophagus is dry. I am sinking in.
I ain't talk good. What'll I do when I get hungry?
A feeding troll greets my soul.
She seeks control. But me I'm not seduced.
An easy take. Your teeth will break when you'll mistake.
The nipple is Medusa's.
Dad-"Why did you bring them here?"
Foster child-"Sorry dad. I did not know."
Lend me some dollar. But I can't pay you back.
I have no labor. I'm drinking up the fruits of loved ones.
I'm thirsty now.
I wish to warm your skulls with kisses and bold love.
Do you understand?
What'll you do when you get moody?
Eeee, I know. I need to grow.
I've always been slow.
Eating from the giving tree.
I'm full. I'll eat my soul.
You seek control but, me; I'm not seduced at all.
Help me if you can. Please lend me a hand.
I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand.
Dr Manhattan - Camping Ground Lyrics
Dr Manhattan - Camping Ground Lyrics
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Help me if you can. Please lend me a hand.
I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand.
My esophagus is dry. I am sinking in.
I ain't talk good. What'll I do when I get hungry?
A feeding troll greets my soul.
She seeks control. But me I'm not seduced.
An easy take. Your teeth will break when you'll mistake.
The nipple is Medusa's.
Dad-"Why did you bring them here?"
Foster child-"Sorry dad. I did not know."
Lend me some dollar. But I can't pay you back.
I have no labor. I'm drinking up the fruits of loved ones.
I'm thirsty now.
I wish to warm your skulls with kisses and bold love.
Do you understand?
What'll you do when you get moody?
Eeee, I know. I need to grow.
I've always been slow.
Eating from the giving tree.
I'm full. I'll eat my soul.
You seek control but, me; I'm not seduced at all.
Help me if you can. Please lend me a hand.
I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand.
I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand.
My esophagus is dry. I am sinking in.
I ain't talk good. What'll I do when I get hungry?
A feeding troll greets my soul.
She seeks control. But me I'm not seduced.
An easy take. Your teeth will break when you'll mistake.
The nipple is Medusa's.
Dad-"Why did you bring them here?"
Foster child-"Sorry dad. I did not know."
Lend me some dollar. But I can't pay you back.
I have no labor. I'm drinking up the fruits of loved ones.
I'm thirsty now.
I wish to warm your skulls with kisses and bold love.
Do you understand?
What'll you do when you get moody?
Eeee, I know. I need to grow.
I've always been slow.
Eating from the giving tree.
I'm full. I'll eat my soul.
You seek control but, me; I'm not seduced at all.
Help me if you can. Please lend me a hand.
I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand.