{Hook, tablefourteen} Blood on the carpet, it’s making me sick Drugs in my system and drugs in my drink Popping on pills that i mix with my gin Drugs pick me up when i’m just boutta sink {Verse 1, tablefourteen} You shoulda warned me that i shouldn’t drive Trust in the xanax your life on the line Feeling so down but i’ll say that i’m fine Crack under pressure i’m now in the light Smoking another straight out of the pack cos I’m so self destructive i’m boutta relapse Hookup with girls that all treat me like trash but i still fall in love and they never come back So sick of snakes that just want me for money, so i cut em off and i start to lose track Club 27 is calling my name i’m not seeing a point cos my friendships collapse {Hook, tablefourteen} {Verse 2, SIDECOH}