Help me

See, you all think you have problems

Let me tell you a little story

 

I'm a liar if I ever tell you that I'm feeling fine

Truth is, I can't be asked

I just don't have the time

So I thought I should explain it all within this fucking rhyme

Yeah I drop the F bomb

I don't care, I think it's fine

I know you have troubles

But you're here listening to mine

See I'll have a cheeky dab, just from time to time

I have so many haters

If you're one join the line

I should have known my girl was cheating

I should have seen the signs

I thought she was the one

I thought she was mine

Ruined me so badly

While I write this, I'll be snorting a line

A line of coke

There goes my hope

First line

Second line

Fuck it I cant cope

Spending all I have on drugs

Not a second that I'm not broke

Never had help from my folk

Feel so lonely, it's a joke

Then one day I met this tough nut bloke

He said hey mate, need some cash

I should have turned round and said nope

Now I'm on the downward slope

My hands shake too much

Can you help me tie the rope?

I'm out...