The Baton!

I see you tripping pretty often It takes one to know one And I been getting used to falling time and time again My mind bends thinking of ways to help a friend in need But I've been bleeding just like you It's an emergency We're both ill-equipped but will we admit? No You losing your grip slow Hands turn indigo when squeezing that rope You let go I try to catch us both But I only got so much room in my heart Knew from the start Doomed from the start You told me you couldn't swim So I hopped in And tried to bring you back to shore But the more I swam, the more I ran out of breath Water filled my lungs and my chest How can I come to your aid when I'm still coughing up the mess I made How can I help you when I can't even help myself I'm so pathetic You turned asthmatic Struggling to breathe in this stormy weather We in this together, for better or worse You called in a hearse, premature But not underserved I rehearsed this script so many times I'm an actor I'm an actor You called in a hearse Called in a hearse Premature How can I help you when I can't even help myself I'm so pathetic You turned asthmatic Struggling to breathe in this stormy weather We in this together, for better or worse You called in a hearse, premature But not underserved I rehearsed this script so many times I'm an actor I'm an actor You called in a hearse Called in a hearse Premature