help me (27 club) extended version - juice wrld lyrics
[intro]
sober up or lose myself
help me, help me
[chorus]
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
[verse]
f*ck peer pressure, this is pressure from h*ll
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, high stepping ’til the day that i fell, yeah
i don’t really know if i could function
i thought being f*cked up all the time was funny
then it turned nothing into something
next thing you know, i’m a f*cked 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
f*cking up my confidence, i’m feeling like a loser, yeah
[chorus]
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
[verse]
f*ck peer pressure, this is pressure from h*ll
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, high stepping ’til the day that i fell, yeah
i don’t really know if i could function
i thought being f*cked up all the time was funny
then it turned nothing into something
next thing you know, i’m a f*cked 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
f*cking up my confidence, i’m feeling like a loser, yeah
[chorus]
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
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