♪ Scattered, like the leaves upon the wind When seasons must begin to change again Shattered, pointed shards, our heart is broken Lifting patterns on the carpet where she went To your stained face, I can't face these Demons all alone, they don't like me All night, they stay in the light They talk and they write in thunder and lightning Gloves on, match made God makes a bet That I'll lay my head down again in this bed I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself, I don't feel like myself I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself, I don't feel like myself Scattered, like the leaves upon the wind When seasons must begin to change again Shattered, pointed shards, our heart is broken Lifting pieces on the carpet where she bled Bloodstained hands all around me Hidden blades in a two-faced society With sinister grins, they carve out the winds From what's left of my sanity Gloves on, match made God makes a bet That I'll lay my head down again in this bed I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself, I don't feel like myself I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself, I don't feel like myself Clothing scattered all over my single bedroom apartment My drink splattered, look just like the paint on a Jackson Pollock My gray matter been having me seeing red But regardless, I'm not just mad at myself, I'm mad at the world My girl says I got trust issues, honestly I *** with you It's just I need the guts to say *** it and open up to you But it's just open cuts too disgusting to be discussed with you Too caught up in my emotions like Usher to confess to you Caught up in my dreams and nightmares, demons don't fight fair Waking up weeping from my night tears, I'm acting light-skinned Really dreaming and crying, I need me a Zion right here Can't see him coming down my eyes, so I write tears I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself, I don't feel like myself I think I might need some help Don't feel like myself, I don't feel like myself