Chemically Imbalanced Lyrics - Chemically Imbalanced - Chris Webby

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 

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But now I'm coming close 

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 blacking 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