Make myself numb, hands off the wheel
Just like a child you tell me, you have to learn to self-soothe
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
All bad attempts, to quiet my soul
Porn doesn't help, I tried to make it my muse
Someone come in, some other soul, I need you to come and sit with me
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
When I'm silent and alone
Anxiety takes space it doesn't own
I'm lightheaded trying to tell you
I fall back I thought I was just blue
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
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Make myself numb, hands off the wheel
Just like a child you tell me, you have to learn to self-soothe
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
All bad attempts, to quiet my soul
Porn doesn't help, I tried to make it my muse
Someone come in, some other soul, I need you to come and sit with me
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
When I'm silent and alone
Anxiety takes space it doesn't own
I'm lightheaded trying to tell you
I fall back I thought I was just blue
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
Just like a child you tell me, you have to learn to self-soothe
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
All bad attempts, to quiet my soul
Porn doesn't help, I tried to make it my muse
Someone come in, some other soul, I need you to come and sit with me
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
When I'm silent and alone
Anxiety takes space it doesn't own
I'm lightheaded trying to tell you
I fall back I thought I was just blue
I can't stop the windshield wipers after the rain
I've been dealing poorly with this pain
Help me Jesus, help me through this night
Help me Jesus, give me what you call life
Writer: Aaron Chase
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