It's a Bad Dream

I hide behind my madness Outside, inside, I'm damaged Suicide, it might get tragic Maybe it's a bad dream, maybe it's a bad dream Every time I look at me I try so hard but I can't seem To find a shred of decency But maybe it's a good thing, it's a good thing Addicted to my sadness Just another of my bad, bad habits This shit gets hard to manage Manic, depressive, sociopathic I attract mistakes like a magnet Chase pussy like I'm playing in traffic 'Til I crash it, end up in a casket Maybe it's a good thing, is anybody listening? Yo, double fisting, driving like I'm drifting Drunk, spinning on a couch, bitch, I'm Rick James Half demon, half saint, that's a split screen Glad to be insane, mad for existing I'm giving up 'cause I don't believe I'm never gonna find a better part of me I'm showing out, only what they see I'm always running circles when I try to leave This broken soul, but I can't let go And I lose control when I'm on my own again My childhood never lasted My pain is everlasting I'm flying but I'm crashing Maybe it's a bad dream, maybe it's a bad dream When it's all in front of me I make a mess of everything I fuck it up in spite of me Maybe it's a good thing, it's a good thing There's a hell at the bottom of the well Where I drown to myself and the drugs won't help Swimming in my troubles but I'm not Michael Phelps Ain't no medals for the double, ain't no winning so I dealt Strapped to a kamikaze plane, killing nazis Decking paparazzi, the cops can't stop me Not even the government want problems with my posse Sixteen shots, got 'em shook like mob deep Send a SWAT team, I'm too fly to swat me, yeah Let the block beat, swinging like I'm Rocky, yeah With my back against the wall, you couldn't box me Live fast, get cash, car crash, die free I'm giving up 'cause I don't believe I'm never gonna find a better part of me I'm showing up, only what they see I'm always running circles when I try to leave This broken soul, but I can't let go And I lose control when I'm on my own again