Help Urself - No Singing

I hate you though I hate you though We gon' make this work through Gone broke again off the drone Headaches when I'm coming home When the sun's out, I'm gone Mistakes on someone Getting tired of being had They're getting tired of me being sad Bottom of the lake in a bag I feel it's time now, any day Been a while since I felt this way Under skin and the flesh decay 'Bout time someone took my place In this time, I met myself It's a broke life in a cell Stay in, don't help yourself