Reverse

i'm de-evolving one lost memory at a time
i'm driving in reverse at full speed
taking out the corners and running over
the curbs i can't see cause it's so dark
the pills i took have put a hood over
my eyes and the surrealism of this moment
is lost to me but yet i can't quit

help is a funny word
u have to ask to get it
but i hate to ask for it
so i never get it when i need
it the most
help me when i can't help myself

i'm forgetting who i was
and i've misplaced who i am
i want to walk away and go
home to that big blue sky
but i keep seeing signs
that tell me it's not quite
my time. so i pop another tab
of my favorite elixir and escape
into my suppressed memories

help is a funny word
u have to ask to get it
but i hate to ask for it
so i never get it when i need
it the most
help me when i can't help myself

i know i've fucked it all up
i can't clean up this big a mess
all the pills i swallowed
i thought would be enough
but i woke up and there was
life waiting to be lived
but i couldn't even move
so sucked dry i felt like i had
died, i so wanted to die

help such a strange and funny word
i'm too proud to ask
i'm too sick to beg
i'm too tired to find it
help me, help me, help me.
before i help myself right into my grave.