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Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BANKS
Vocals
Buddy Ross
Synthesizer
BJ Burton
Synthesizer
Chris Kinder
Synthesizer
Aron Forbes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aron Forbes
Composer
Jillian Rose Banks
Composer
Tim Anderson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddy Ross
Producer
BJ Burton
Producer
Brandon Bost
Mixing Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Aron Forbes
Vocal Producer
John DeBold
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sam Tusa
Assistant Recording Engineer
Huntley Miller
Mastering Engineer
Texty
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
Writer(s): Tim Anderson, Jillian Banks, Aron Forbes
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