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Teksty: Friendly Fires. Pala. Helpless.

Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done
Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done

With a rising tide
I feel my luck this time's changing
I could hold the sky
If my feet weren't chains stirring

Words won't stop the blind
From working off a stone
That fix won't keep the fool
From coming back for more

The sea won't stop returning
At your precious core
As it overpowers
Pulls you to the ocean floor

Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done
Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done

I'm reaching for the sun
Cold water fills my lungs slowly
I dream I changed your mind
Clutching deep inside of you

Words won't stop the blind
From working off a stone
That fix won't keep the fool
From coming back for more

The sea won't stop the returning
At your precious core
As it overpowers
Pulls you to the ocean floor

Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done
Helpless, I'm so helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done

Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done
Helpless, I'm so helpless, helpless to you
This space, this way, I'm done

Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
Helpless to you
Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
Helpless to you

Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
Helpless to you
Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
Helpless to you