G-KRAK
Help Me! (Help me, help me...)

PHANTOM PARANORMAL
Marilyn, I heard you overdosed on Heroin
Remember December and all the Christmas Carroling?
Going back to your place with some beer
When I yelled "Friend" it wasn't sincere
I was just full of fear and I shed tears
I loved someone who was so dear
Tired of me winding you around
became famous and star bound
Now I gotta go to the cemetary
Even I'm a little suicidal and it's scary
You always told us that it wasn't serious
Said you did it twice to be curious
you're dead and now I'm furious
I think I see you, I must be delerious
What's it like in the pearly gates?
I'm sure it's love and no one really hates
to but my feelings and emotions can't relate
facts and fictions need to be abided straight
The smaller things in life, I now appreciate
like the "Hellos" and the "Thank Yous"
I dismiss the social ladder and how they always ranked you (ranked you, ranked you)

HIGHTYDE [G-KRAK]
You need a shoulder to cry on
I'll try and make your problems become bygones
Take some time off babe, and hear my song
You're unhealthy, at night you scream (HELP ME!)
You had your life straight, but now you're not the same
Everyday's a migrane, alotta pain!
I'm not mad at you, Marilyn
just know that I care and it's so sad to see you do heroin

HIGHTYDE
Marilyn, don't take offence to what I say next
you look like you just survived a train wreck
Whatever happened to that woman I used to know?
the one who'd go with me to bars and watch the SuperBowl
Now you stare in space, your hair is so gray
your own pair of legs are host to vericose veins
Your eyes are blood-shot, half-shut and what not
You haven't quite convinced me you haven't done pot
As for your Math degree, you subtracted it
you used to love adding, now you're just a drug addict
Well, I guess that's what happens when
life has made you seem like the prime candidate
Don't be mad at me, my fans demanded it!
They want me to tell them that you can handle it!
But you don't want them to know and that's scandelous
Get help, please, signed; Ryan Alan Evans

HIGHTYDE [G-KRAK]
You need a shoulder to cry on
I'll try and make your problems become bygones
Take some time off babe, and hear my song
You're unhealthy, at night you scream (HELP ME!)
You had your life straight, but now you're not the same
Everyday's a migrane, alotta pain!
I'm not mad at you, Marilyn,
just know that I care and it's so sad to see you do heroin

HIGHTYDE
It was Tuesday, the sky wasn't blue, but too grey
I know because I had a toothache
Word was that she passed away at 1:30
so I got up and asked if I could leave class early
I thought to myself, this had to be a joke
I bet she never even got a chance to read the note
I wrote to her, I just hope that God spoke to her
and told her drugs would hurt the friends close to her
She had overdosed, but it was painless
They said she comatosed in less than one days, it's
like she tried to struggle, and just gave in
The next day her parents called me a Satan
They said if it was their choice, I'd be on Death Row
Wrapped around my tape cassette was her death note
It pretty much said my tape was to Marilyn
her biggest inspiration to do heroin

HIGHTYDE [G-KRAK]
You need a shoulder to cry on
I'll try and make your problems become bygones
Take some time off babe, and hear my song
You're unhealthy, at night you scream (HELP ME!)
You had your life straight, but now you're not the same
Everyday's a migrane, alotta pain!
I'm not mad at you, Marilyn,
just know that I care and it's so sad to see you do heroin

HIGHTYDE
Why'd you try heroin?
You know you died from it, Marilyn
I loved you, but you loved the heroin
it's just too bad you did so much heroin
and if it wasn't for the heroin
we'd still be together, Marilyn
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry (so sorry)