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If I only had a little help

an angel on my shoulder

Whispering the right words

in my ear



If I could only have

a little taste again

Sweet poisoned breath

praying for death



If I only had a little faith

I’d promise not fall

I’d promise not sin

Never call me unforgiven



And where’s the angel

on my shoulder

Or the devil with his grin

No I can’t be unforgiven



I’m just strung out

tied down locked up

burnt out shot dead

Running out of breath

and kept away from you