Text: Kasabian. Beneficial Herbs.

See the storm come, see the changing weather
Oh, she says never as I throw my thoughts far away
Keep it down now for a lying summer
Oh, I got troubles and this paranoia won't let me awake

Oh, can anyone help, help me?
Can anyone help, help me?

Wanna leave now for science fiction's choking on addiction and
Gotta believe me, I wanna rest
Wait and you have got to say
No one here is free

Oh, can anyone help, help me?
Can anyone help, help me?
Can anyone help, help me?
Can anyone help, help me? Oh