The cry for help
Your mom sang this lullaby for the child that she lost,
She pretends she can't remember but she misses it lots,
Your life is a gift that wasn't taken away,
So don't go putting yourself in the arms that don't want you great.
The lost prayers of a lonely heart,
It stares at the mirror, and it breaks apart,
Her heart is so beautiful, she deserves a lot,
But sometimes you find difficult to follow God.
Quietly in your room, your songs are heard,
By a little ear that hides and burns,
Clean yourself of all that soap that tastes of hell,
You still have to remember you aren't all by yourself.
So, cry for help,
The world doesn't care for nobody but itself,
If it wasn't you, he would torment someone else,
So just close your eyes and cry for help.
Your wounds will only heal after he is satisfied,
Don't put yourself in the pain of his eyes,
Your heart can still be rescued from here,
So, cry for help and you will be set free,
Oh, cry for help.
So, when they tell you to cry and give up on yourself,
Don't go with their demons, you always have someone else,
You have been saved for so long, keep it up for me,
Cause when to the sky you look, you can ask about it here.
