Save Me From Myself
Chester Lockhart Lyrics


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Scared
Afraid of all this change
We′ve been poor too long
But being rich feels strange
Fake
I can't pretend no more
Living one big lie
Not who I was before

If I lose it all
Will you still be here?
We die for the money
We cry golden tears

Bloody noses up in Beverly Hills
We wear bikinis while we′re drowning in pills
Drive my Mercedes on the highway to hell
Somebody save me from myself
Bloody noses up in Beverly Hills
We wear bikinis while we're drowning in pills
Drive my Mercedes on the highway to hell
Somebody save me from myself
Somebody save me from myself

Tired
I'm tired of losing sleep
Tensions too high
But I′m in too deep
Pain
Is like a dear old friend
No matter where we start
Together in the end

If I lose it all
Will you still be here?
We die for the money
We cry golden tears

Bloody noses up in Beverly Hills
We wear bikinis while we′re drowning in pills
Drive my Mercedes on the highway to hell
Somebody save me from myself
Bloody noses up in Beverly Hills
We wear bikinis while we're drowning in pills
Drive my Mercedes on the highway to hell
Somebody save me from myself
Somebody save me from myself

Too big to fail
If you can′t pay your bills, put your soul up for sale
Everybody getting high to pretend that they're ok
People cheating on their wives cause they can′t admit they're gay
Beauty is pain
I′ll rearrange my face for a taste of the fame
No I can't keep it together, personalities are split
Making money off your words but your words ain't worth shit
Feels like I′m lost
Feels like I′m lost, please come and find me
Find me
Going too fast
Going too fast, stop and rewind me
Rewind me

Rotting bodies up in Beverly Hills
Who needs lobotomies when you can buy pills?
They're popping molly in the nightclubs in hell




A voice inside of me is crying for help
Somebody save me from myself

Overall Meaning

The first verse of Chester Lockhart's "Save Me From Myself" expresses fear towards change and the strangeness of being rich after being poor for so long. Chester seems to be living a lie, putting on a pretense and unable to be his true self. The fear of losing everything, money, status, and material possessions, questions whether anyone will still be by his side if he does. Chester and those around him are dying for money, "crying golden tears," portraying the pain and desperation felt in the pursuit of wealth.


The second verse continues the feeling of being trapped, drowning under a facade, and struggling to stay afloat. Pain is no longer a stranger but a familiar companion. The phrase "bloody noses up in Beverly Hills" juxtaposes the ideal of wealth and luxury with the reality of drug addiction and self-destruction. The lyrics talk about pretending that everything is okay, while reality is far from it. Chester talks about how people cheat on their wives, hide their true selves, and put up with pain to attain beauty and fame. Chester concludes with the repetition of "somebody save me from myself," emphasizing the helplessness of one's self to find a way out of this vicious cycle.


Line by Line Meaning

Scared
Feeling frightened and intimidated by all the changes happening


Afraid of all this change
Feeling worried about the new changes that are occurring


We've been poor too long
Living a life of poverty for too long


But being rich feels strange
Experiencing a new feeling of wealth that is unusual and uncomfortable


Fake
Unable to keep pretending any longer


I can't pretend no more
Cannot keep up the facade any longer


Living one big lie
Living a deceitful life


Not who I was before
No longer the same person as before


If I lose it all
Concerned about losing everything


Will you still be here?
Wondering whether their loved ones will still stick around


We die for the money
People will go to any length to get wealthy


We cry golden tears
Money can be a source of stress and sadness in life


Bloody noses up in Beverly Hills
Drug abuse in wealthy areas


We wear bikinis while we're drowning in pills
The facade of being wealthy while experiencing addiction


Drive my Mercedes on the highway to hell
Fulfilling a desire that goes against personal beliefs and morals


Somebody save me from myself
Recognizing the need for help


Tired
Experiencing a sense of weariness


I'm tired of losing sleep
Being unable to rest


Tensions too high
Suffering from stress and anxiety


But I'm in too deep
Being fully committed to a course of action


Pain
Feeling hurt and unhappy


Is like a dear old friend
Painful emotions can be familiar and comforting


No matter where we start
Pain is a constant, no matter where we begin


Together in the end
Pain is something that is universally experienced


Too big to fail
Seeming too large in scale to ever come to an end


If you can't pay your bills, put your soul up for sale
Being willing to do whatever it takes to pay bills


Everybody getting high to pretend that they're ok
Using drugs to mask inner turmoil


People cheating on their wives cause they can't admit they're gay
Acting out of fear and hiding true identities


Beauty is pain
Sacrificing physical comfort in the pursuit of beauty


I'll rearrange my face for a taste of the fame
Being willing to undergo physical transformation in order to achieve fame


No, I can't keep it together, personalities are split
Experiencing internal fragmentation and loss of a cohesive identity


Making money off your words but your words ain't worth shit
Being a successful speaker but lacking real substance


Feels like I'm lost
Experiencing a sensation of being directionless


Please come and find me
Asking for help and support from others


Going too fast
Living life recklessly and without consideration


Stop and rewind me
Wishing for a chance to go back and redo past mistakes


Rotting bodies up in Beverly Hills
Decline and decay happening even in wealthy areas


Who needs lobotomies when you can buy pills?
Sarcasm directed at the use of medication instead of proper mental health treatment


They're popping molly in the nightclubs in hell
Drug culture in dark and dangerous places


A voice inside of me is crying for help
Recognizing an inner need for support and aid


Somebody save me from myself
Requesting assistance in overcoming personal obstacles




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