I took the lid off the poppers,
And I inhaled until I could not see straight.
Fell on my back on the futon,
Oh I know this can't be good for my brain.
They said I'm not on the list now,
I saw my picture with an X over my face.
Just then the sky opened up wide, now I'm dying in my head on the street.
You gotta save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
You gotta save me from myself.
I'm always thinking of leaving,
Like I can't stand on the ground beneath my feet.
But it's always the same sky
that I can never seem to reach.
Ok so life is amazing,
When everything is secure and nothing shakes.
It's like I'm chilling in heaven,
Aching to fall flat on my face.
You gotta save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
You gotta save me from myself.
I'm obsessing again,
I'm turning into my friends,
Please don't let them know.
Woah oh oh
I'm in the corner waiting,
Because I'm boring baby.
Please don't let them know.
You gotta save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
You gotta save me from myself.
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