Someone Help Me Poem by Daven Yeoman

The locks are far too tight
And the chains are far too strong,
Up to my eyes
And I'm seeing without you,
Up to my heart
When I'm bleeding without you,

We'll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight

Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you

With a hundred thousands lights
Timing as everything will be

Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you

It's everything
It's everything
Timing is everything. It's everything.