27 Club (Help Me)

Sober up or lose myself
Help me, help me

Sober up or lose myself in the process
Twenty-seven club lookin’ good to be honest
I don’t know what to do, I’m so confused
Running out of time, I may blow my fuse
Can’t eat, can’t sleep, lately I’ve been feelin’ nauseous
Pills in my designer bag, I’m tempted to pop them
I’m goin’ in circles, it’s a never-ending cycle
Help me, help me

Fuck peer pressure this is pressure from Hеll
You don’t wanna know the feeling but I know it too well
I remеmber I was chilling up on top of the world
No fear, high stepping till the day that I fell, yeah
I don’t really know if I could function
I thought being fucked up all the time was funny
Then it turned nothing into something
Next thing you know I’m a fucked up druggie
Relationships ain’t make it better, I was getting hurt
I ain’t feel like ventin’ to my friends so I talk to Percs
They were lying to me when they told me that it wouldn’t work
Fucking up my confidence, I’m feeling like a loser, yeah

Sober up or lose myself in the process
Twenty-seven club lookin’ good to be honest
I don’t know what to do, I’m so confused
Running out of time, I may blow my fuse
Can’t eat, can’t sleep, lately I’ve been feelin’ nauseous
Pills in my designer bag, I’m tempted to pop them
I’m goin’ in circles, it’s a never-ending cycle
Help me, help me

Help me, help me
Help me, help me