Often just wishing for the bitter end
Be someone else to mend and then
Trying to play the perfect part
Instead I was numbing my fragile hart
Trying to get a head start
I guess all along I wasn't that smart
Wish I could, wish I could
Blame it on my split personality
But it was never my counterpart
It was me who was losing it
Drowning and grabbing at the weeds
Like I could ever escape me
And get away with becoming
Wreck everything right before I succeed
Someone this goddamn crazy
My head just keep son screaming and yelling
And punishing the hell out of me
Am I addicted to the existential sadness
Do I really love the madness
Can we blame my chemical imbalance
Not religious, fucking spiritual
Maybe one day I might really get to know me