Can You Please Not Help

The consolation of a bad thing
That makes you feel just like your old self
Abraded
You know i think you oughta write this down
'Cause it could come in handy when you get too high
And mountain sick
Told my bad friend you can go to hell, hell, hell, hell
Told my good friend can you please not help, help, help, help
In competition with the bad guys just to see
Who can get away with feeling worse off
For the guilt
That’s so full of worms that i can’t even roll over
Put an ear up and i’ll let you listen to them whine
About their food
Told my bad friend you can go to hell, hell, hell, hell
Told my good friend can you please not help, help, help, help
However I may beg no matter how I scream
Don’t open the door, just look in the screen
'Cause everybody loves an annexed Halloween
With blood that don’t splash on your clothes