I've got your back

Note my dear self When the world is ending And you breakdown in search of pelf I've got your back I'll be there for help. And when you cry yourself to sleep It seems all is over now I'll hold you as you'll lightly weep Will never let your head bow. And when the lonliest of loneliness creeps in I'll listen and comment on all your thoughts Note my self I'm always here In cold empty dark spots.