+Co & Sonya Kitchell & Neal Evans - Talk to Them

I need an intervention
Of the fifth dimension in my head
Maybe I need confidence
Maybe it's coincidence
Thoughts that I have had
Shouldn't be said

My Mother gave me recklessness
My Father gave me reverence
The mail man brought back letter that we sent
And every time I'd try to go
The road would turn to indigo
And I could not see the end

No help for the helpless
If you can't help yourself
Misery for the selfish
So you can go talk to her
Or you can go talk to him

More than less, the greater sum
Always giving next to none
Leaves everyone tryin' to feel connected

The Doctor said he'd ease my pain
Said it was just a mental strain
And that I am, more or less infected

No help for the helpless
If you can't help yourself
Misery for the selfish
So you can go talk to her
Or you can go talk to him

Yeah, you can go talk to her
Or you can go talk to him

Written by:
Neal Evans, Sonya Kitchell

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