Written by Sam Johnson
Produced by Reto Peter
Album Art by Jayme Designs

Lyrics

Feel like crying, I never cry
Think about dying, not gonna lie
But it’s only because 
Everything sucks
Don’t call my dad and I can’t call my mom
I’m a grown man now
This one is on
Me and only me
So don’t feel sorry
Cuz if I can’t help myself how can you help me

And I still pray to god 
A lot like santa clause
About once a year to an old man with a beard
I ask for what I want
It’s selfish but it’s honest and coming from me
That’s an achievement
Oh if I can’t help myself how can you help me

Don’t wanna kill, and I don’t steal
But if I get desperate maybe I will
Yeah maybe could but I don’t wanna see
Thought I was rich, thought I was poor
Never been either 
But I’m pretty sure 
Even if I was 
Oh I gotta believe
If I can’t help myself how can you help me

And I still pray to god 
A lot like santa clause
About once a year or when I have fears
I won’t get what I want 
Or I’ll lose what I got 
And coming from me
I don’t know what I need  
And If I can’t help myself how can you help me

Am I at the point of praying again
It's been so long since communion
Drank some wine as a child there, but I’m not a kid
So give me tonic and gin

And I still pray to god 
A lot like santa clause
About once a year to an old man with a beard
They give me what I want 
Sometimes and sometimes not
Not if you don’t believe, and not if you’re naughty

Cuz if I can’t help myself 
If I can’t help myself 
If I can’t help myself
How can you help me