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God Help Me Video (MV)






Clifford T Ward - God Help Me Lyrics
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This is exactly what I, I was afraid of
I get too close to you and find out what you're made of
I would have figured you out sooner or later
It's getting ugly, but it looks good on paper

My daddy raised me
Tried to keep me his sweet baby
But who else can I call
When my whole world is going crazy?

Singing, help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama

I grew up searching for my, my ever after, yeah
But when I got there I found nothing but disaster
I'm screaming at you, but you meet me with laughter
Us moving forward is just me moving backwards

My daddy raised me
Tried to keep me his sweet baby
Who else can I call
When my whole world is going crazy?

Singing, help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama

Just when you get me high
That's when you drive me low
Just when I hold you tight
That's when you let me go
And this house is smoking
Can't breathe, the windows broken
But, baby, if you burn me
Better sleep with one eye open

Singing, help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
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Help me mama
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Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
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This is exactly what I, I was afraid of
I get too close to you and find out what you're made of
I would have figured you out sooner or later
It's getting ugly, but it looks good on paper

My daddy raised me
Tried to keep me his sweet baby
But who else can I call
When my whole world is going crazy?

Singing, help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama

I grew up searching for my, my ever after, yeah
But when I got there I found nothing but disaster
I'm screaming at you, but you meet me with laughter
Us moving forward is just me moving backwards

My daddy raised me
Tried to keep me his sweet baby
Who else can I call
When my whole world is going crazy?

Singing, help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama

Just when you get me high
That's when you drive me low
Just when I hold you tight
That's when you let me go
And this house is smoking
Can't breathe, the windows broken
But, baby, if you burn me
Better sleep with one eye open

Singing, help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
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Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
Help me ma-ma-ma-mama
Help me mama
Help me mama
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Writer: EVAN BOGART, PRISCILLA RENEA HAMILTON, THERON FEEMSTER, ZSUZSANNA WARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Walt Disney Music Company, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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