You thought you found what you wanted in the Propaganda Too many pieces to mop up, I told you this was a mistake It's undecided, but I got to know We've been divided, but I told you so, oh You must have been born reciting The most poetic ride or die death wish But we could be different The ways I would give in It's something about it I'm weaker without it I think it's something about you It's something 'bout this situation The windows don't make sounds and I'm all fucked up I can't save myself Mama, I need help I think I made some bad decisions The guns abound in my love and I'm all fucked up I can't save myself Mama, I need help Tell me, tell me that it's over And tell me that you're strong enough Look at the mirror at my messy hair I'm addicted to this bleed on love I wanna be understanding but Baby, we gon' fuck this whole thing up I suck aside I decided that suicide is on my side But we could be different The ways I would give in There's something about it I'm weaker without it I think it's something about you It's something 'bout this situation The windows don't make sounds and I'm all fucked up I can't save myself Mama, I need help (I think it's something about you) Think I made some bad decisions Guns abound in my love and I'm all fucked up I can't save myself Mama I need help I know you call me pretty baby I thought you'd be the one to save me, baby I know you call me pretty baby I thought you'd be the one to save me, baby Something 'bout this situation The windows don't make sounds and I'm all fucked up I can't save myself Mama, I need help I think it's something about you Something 'bout these bad decisions Guns abound in my love and I'm all fucked up I can't save myself Mama, I need some help Mama, I need some help Mama, gimme some help Maybe you need some help I need some help
