It won’t save you from yourself
It won’t save you from yourself

If you put me in a box, you will squeeze the paradox
I’ll break through all your locks and mix up all your socks
You best think about what life would be without me

You think that you are free, but you mark the boundary
You say you love the fruit, but you do not tend the tree
You best think about what life would be without me

You can save me, I’ll save you
Something’s peculiar: you’re looking down at me
You can save me, but it won’t save you from yourself

Save me, I’ll save you
Something’s forgotten: you’re looking down at me
You can save me, but it won’t save you from yourself

You can save me, but it won’t save you from yourself
You can save me, but it won’t save you from yourself
It won’t save you from yourself
It won’t save you from yourself

Words, music, recording, and production by Richard Faylor
© Deep Happy Music
richardfaylor@yahoo.com
208-713-4002