Lyrics Soul Cry - Grits

Soul Cry

Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me, (is somebody gonna?)
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me.
(is somebody gonna?)
Got a vivid tale of how fate played out
While these words formulate a mind of their own, respect the grind that they’re
on
What the heck you expect when you touch the erogenous zone?
Be freaky-deaky when it’s my micky — Mr. Misogynist’s whore
He cops a feel when his thoughts bill — for real?
Here in off the chase, his face is flushed, embarrassed 'cause he knows he
ought to chill
But his drive is in the fast lane, throws caution to the wind
I know it blows, so he goes, he spends his cash, man
Bad chicks — he’s decided he can ride it
Oh man, the things he do, hotels he brings them to and what they do
Hey, yo, I think we got it — you just don’t know the half
Don’t laugh 'cause this could be every one of us, brought on 'cause of what the
past has done to us
This here is serious, don’t be oblivious to that which is made known
Silence has made a taboo which you ain’t grown
And you in need or a spurt
Believe this is Jesus who’s speaking out and relieving hurt, cleansing us all
when we deal in dirt
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me, (is somebody gonna?)
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me.
(is somebody gonna?)
In the eyes of the desperate the cries are heard
To ashamed to express it, so we say it without words
But illustrated in the actions and emotions disturbed, self-destructive
satisfaction and addiction emerge
It all started in the garden with an innocent glace
Now enters the chance — it’s slim 'cause the addiction advance
Now children with bloody hands write their name on the wall and hang in the
mall, and leave a stain, a pain on us all
So I sacrifice and bear the crucifixion involved, and pray this music makes a
difference for the tainted and flawed
Erase the pain and leave them blameless when they stand before God,
'cause I could never stand by doing nothing while souls cry
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me, (is somebody gonna?)
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me, (is somebody gonna?)
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me, (is somebody gonna?)
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, (can anybody?)
Help me, help me, help me.
(is somebody gonna?)