Wicked Ways

Infatuation, validation, it’s a cycle unbroken
Empathetic, anesthetic, harmful diagnosis
If I panic, will I plan it, could I see no other
Vision perfect, did I earn it, if I find a lover
All the poison in these voices making me subjective
Can’t be stoic cause I know I’m only being rejective
Friends are changing, life is playing
It's a game of substance
Do I go where I will know there is a certain reluctance

Life is tearing at the seams
You and me
Both know we could be much better
Cry, “it’s never your fault
You don’t need to feel small to find shelter”

I’m stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up, got myself to blame
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on
I’m stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up in this waiting game
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on
I’m stuck in a mind maze
No love on the bad days
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on
I'm stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up, got myself to blame
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on

Hit a lockdown
I don’t know how I can just refuse it
All the damage
Would it vanish if I fight right through it?
It’s so classic to be passive
Typical behavior
In the chaos, try to break off
Will I change my nature?

Life is tearing at the seams
You and me
Both know we could be much better
Cry, “it’s never your fault
You don’t need to feel small to find shelter”

I’m stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up, got myself to blame
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on
I’m stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up in this waiting game
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on
I’m stuck in a mind maze
No love on the bad days
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on
I'm stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up, got myself to blame
Enough of the self hate
Move on, carry on

I’m stuck in my wicked ways
Fucked up in this waiting game
Enough of the self hate
I’m stuck
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on