I think I found help
I think I found something.
I think I found something in my TV screen.
I think I found out that I have nothing,
that I have nothing in this place for me.
I watched it all in my head, perfect sense.
They'll take me from me my bed,
leave everything that is worth a single cent and just take me instead.
That TV show,
I saw as I feel to sleep.
Had me on both my knees,
praying to whatever is in heaven please send me felon,
and don't let the police know.
don't tell them anything,
I think I can tell,
I think I can tell them,
tell them they were made for me.
I'm thinking they'll know, know it already.
I'm thinking they'll know just about everything,
I bet they planned it all out,
like the shows
went everywhere I go.
Walked into the store right behind me,
stood in line right beside me and followed me to my home.
I'm sure they figured it out early on
that I would never run.
That they could shoot but that's not fun,
cause then they're killing their stolen son.
We're gonna die...