Stuff - The Bates

She is feeling so lonely

with this pain in her head

she is wearing straight…

she´d like to be dead

HELP

Why doesn´t anybody help her

Why doesn´t anybody free her

She can´t stand it anymore

She knows

the stuff, dreams are made of

She can´t get enough

of what dreams are made of

And the pills did not help her

she needs harder stuff

she want´s it so badly

she can´t get enough

Love

Why doesn´t anybody love her

Why doesn´t anybody free her

There is only one cure

She knows

The stuff, dreams are made of

She can´t get enough

of what dreams are made of

(Instrumental)

She knows

the stuff, dreams are made of

She can´t get enough

of what dreams are made of

She is feeling so lonely

with this pain in her head

she is wearing straight …

she´d like to be dead

HELP

Why doesn´t anybody help her

Why doesn´t anybody free her

She can´t stand it anymore

She knows

the stuff, dreams are made of

She can´t get enough

of what dreams are made of