help

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(bkz: f1)

the beatles albümü ve şarkısıdır ayrıca.

help! i need somebody,
help! not just anybody,
help! you know i need someone, help.

when i was younger, so much younger than today,
i never needed anybody’s help in any way.
but now these days are gone, i’m not so self assured,
now i find i’ve changed my mind i’ve opened up the doors.

help me if you can, i’m feeling down
and i do appreciate you being around.
help me get my feet back on the ground,
won’t you please, please help me.

and now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
my independence seems to vanish in the haze.
but ev’ry now and then i feel so insecure,
i know that i just need you like i’ve never done before.

help me if you can, i’m feeling down
and i do appreciate you being around.
help me get my feet back on the ground,
won’t you please, please help me.

when i was younger, so much younger than today,
i never needed anybody’s help in any way.
but now these days are gone, i’m not so self assured,
now i find i’ve changed my mind i’ve opened up the doors.

help me if you can, i’m feeling down
and i do appreciate you being round.
help me, get my feet back on the ground,
won’t you please, please help me, help me, help me, oh.

the beatles’ın 1965 tarihinde çıkardığı albümdür. içindeki hemen her şarkı dinlenilesidir, sindirilesidir.

king diamond’un 2000 tarihli house of god albümünden...


help... help... can anybody help me now?
help... help... my mind is lying on the ground
i don’t know, i just don’t know if i’m still alive
i see the sun, the sun is up again, another day of just the same
i’m slowly going mad, emptiness is all i have
i see the sun, the sun is up again, another day of just the same
help... help... can anybody help me now?
help... help... my mind is lying on the ground
in the mirrors on the walls, with the crosses standing tall
i see misery take another hold of me
i’m hanging on to a memory... i’m hanging on to myself
the wine is turning sour, i’m longing for my final hour
never to be free, cursed for eternity
i’m hanging on to a memory... i’m hanging on to me
be it god or satan, whoever you are
you’re hiding in the shadows
you cursed me with the devil’s mark
i’m hanging to a memory... i’m hanging on to myself
the wine is turning sour, i’m longing for my final hour
never to be free, cursed for eternity
i’m hanging on to a memory... i’m hanging on to me
help... help... i’m slowly going mad
help... help... emptiness is all i have
i smash the mirrors... the mirrors on the wall
i have to smash them all before they crush my soul
help... blood... i’m bleeding now, help... i’m bleeding bad
i’m bleeding on the floor
help... help...
i can’t take this anymore