Chemically Imbalanced

Chris Webby

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    I'm on the edge, one step and I'll be over
    Unless I take those 12 steps, aimed at gettin sober
    That's the shit I told myself I'll handle when I'm older
    And now I'm older and still got this devil on my shoulder
    Bottle up my problems, like prescriptions I'm poppin
    All the liquor that I find myself drinkin so often
    Now these cards are dealt, told myself I don't need help
    Numb myself to everything, and keep on runnin from myself

    Let's drink away the pain
    Let's make another toast
    Let's smoke another blunt
    Until it's just a roach
    And pop another pill
    And drop another dose
    I haven't lost it yet
    But now I'm coming close

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    I'm just chemically imbalanced (on that shit)
    I'm just chemically imbalanced (lost my grip)
    I'm just chemically imbalanced (one way trip)
    And now it's too late for turnin back left here to battle this addictive personality
    That's got me living in this alternate reality
    Losing touch before this so gradually
    Cause at this point I need these chemicals to balance me
    It's like I'm following a blueprint that the devil made
    Since I first took my ritalin in the 7th grade
    The doctor gave me 16 milligrams, just a kid
    Barely weighed a buck, it's like they used me as their guinea pig
    Crazy teen, medicated add
    Doctor said take only 1, but you know I was taking 3
    Blazin tree and skippin class, getting drunk and missin math
    Bangin chicks without a rubber, crushin pills up on the desk
    Chemically imbalanced in this motherfucker, startin shit
    Still I was a smart kid, got myself a scholarship
    Private schools with it, button-downs with the dockers
    And the jansport full of weed stuffed into my locker

    See I'm just wreckin out weekly, livin on repeat
    Still in highschool but the teachers could never reach me
    Always was the fuck up with a chip on my shoulder
    And a pocket full of anything to keep me from sober
    See I was livin like there's no tomorrow
    Chewin on a xany bar, rollin up the window smokin blunts up in family car
    Bottles to the head, got the tension on the reg
    Never listenin to what my parents said
    I was always rollin with an ounce or two
    Everytime I'm bouncin through
    Flippin everybody off like shady taught me how to do
    Always thinkin that the more we burnin, the merrier
    Just a kid from middle-class suburban america
    And so many others like me, listen to me nightly
    Happy that somebody else is feelin' what they might be
    So christian pop a pill, oh yeah I bet you will
    Cause if that shit don't make your problems any less forreal

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