Pathological Ways

Verse 1:
Man if I would've known what I know now
I would have brought my head down out of that cloud
but I was dumb, to numb from the mushroom shroud
I was to damn proud

Imagine me in a padded room

locked up due to dillusions of you
Wishin' what you said would ever bare truth
So what' the hell am I supposed to do?
I think I spoke to soon, 
when day turns to night, your left with a luminiscent hue
as the moon overlooks the landscape of all the dark avenues
to remind us that not all light can outlast one spark, or two
Noah's arc, already wasted half a night buildin this boat
to overcome the flood of blood I wrote, now all thats left is the simpliest note,
coat is on, hope this piece of wood will be able to float and on
left bangin' on the walls, callin' out to you, left to crawl, man i'm gone
not everything is black and white, dark or light, simple and plain
ill never lose this fight in me, I think I deserve an explanation
and if you're gonna lie, better be high on cocaine
that way I can excuse your explain
Struck in your ways

Chorus:
It's ridiculous , And still I stick with this
I'm sick of this , But, in my sickness and addiction
You're addictive as they get
Evil as they come, vindictive as they make 'em
My friends keep asking why I can't just walk away
I'm addicted to the pain, the stress, the drama
I'm drawn to shit I guess, I'm a mess
Cursed and blessed,
But this time I ain't changing my mind
I'm climbing out this abyss
Pathological with this shit

Verse 2:
Problematic, I'm so problematic,
that I'm probabley a problem addict
Nothin' better or worse than catchin someone in a lie
It's good to ease your wondering, but its hard on your mind
They tell you one thing, and then tell the world another, Why?
you start to question your fling, or was it a cling smother?  Bye
To many secrets to uncover, Sayin'
You got it you got it bad like Usher Raymond
Why they're busy seekin' out a million lovers, the rest of us are left to wonder
Screamin' out so loud that your esophagus is lead to suffer
throat cancer is gone, so lets get in on, with Michael Buffer
Got to pull a Gaga and reveal our poker face in order to defeat the bluffer
I'm on my Marshall Mathers shit, goin from Relapse to Recover
Reconciling the Bad Meets Evil, I'll slaugher the entire house of teenage adulter-y
I'm sick of the skulduggery, you're livin' a life of distorted luxury
Blasphamy,  your words are left a little rubbery
Whatever you say no longer sticks like glue, only one thing left to do,
Signed up for the game, shoulders left to Carry, now own the sidelines again with-Drew
Get it?

Chorus:
It's ridiculous , And still I stick with this
I'm sick of this , But, in my sickness and addiction
You're addictive as they get
Evil as they come, vindictive as they make 'em
My friends keep asking why I can't just walk away
I'm addicted to the pain, the stress, the drama
I'm drawn to shit I guess, I'm a mess
Cursed and blessed
But this time I ain't changing my mind
I'm climbing out this abyss
Pathological with this shit

Verse 3:
Sick of the game, Sick of the same
Sick of the shame, Sick of the pain
Im Bruce Wayne batteling Bane
Sick of bein' the only single college graduate who remains
I pick up the plain Jane, She flushes me down the drain
Garbage disposal, hows that for humane?
Why do we treat others this way? my name is not Hussein
My brain is poundin', givin' me a migraine, I think I'm going insane
gonna cause me to pop some excedrin a-gain
pill bottle top will obsessibly win
maybe i'll hit my bottom tommorrow
and thats just part of my false bravado
I can be a dick, but thats not my motto
an easy way out would be to win the lotto
but I'd rather work hard for it all, like Cus D'amata
never tell a lie just to hit full throttle
never sell a cry just to taddle a toddle
If we the people told the truth,
I wouldnt have trust issues
you contront them, yet they ignore you
cause I see you, the real you
trying to cover up whats inside you
and everything you do is make believe
Yeah your hott, but that's not cool
I can't just sit here and watch it all burn
I dont want you to suffer, but I want you to learn