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 Hell
You don't wanna know the feeling, but I know it too well
I remember I was chilling up on top of the world
No fear of heights, up until 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, uh
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 Perc's
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