Scott Storch - Chemically Imbalanced lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 sh** 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 [Hook] 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 I'm just chemically imbalanced (On that sh**) 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 (x5) [Verse 2] Left here to battle this addictive personality That's got me living in this alternate reality Losing touch with what is real ever 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 60 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 cla**, getting drunk and missin math Bangin chicks without a rubber, crushin pills up on the desk Chemically imbalanced in this motherf**er, startin sh** Still I was a smart kid, got myself a scholarship Private schools with it, bu*ton-downs with the dockers And the JanSport full of weed stuffed into my locker [Hook] [Verse 3] See I was blacking out weekly, livin on repeat Still in highschool but the teachers could never reach me Always was the f** 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 detention 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-cla** 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 sh** don't make your problems any less forreal [Hook]