Testo Bad Trick

I said I wouldn't drink anymore
But honey, I'm in a routine
Of passing out on my floor
Cause it’s the only song that sings me to sleep
I said I wouldn't do this again
But I need a little consistency
It’s the only thing I can control
Even when it's controlling me
Ain't it funny how I've got them fooled?
Lt’s kind of sick, in the fucked up sense
A general state of consciousness
And they'll believe anything I post on the internet

But I'm a bad trick
I'm not any “better” yet
I'm just a bad tick
And I'm worse off for it

Ain't it funny how they've got me pinned
As kind of success story
When I'm satire with a savior complex
But I guеss that they'll believе what they want to believe
But I’ma bad trick
(l want to laugh, but I woke up crying.)
I'm not any "better” yet
(l guess I'm feeling like a burden.)
I'm just I'm a bad trick
(And I can feel the alcohol kicking in.)
And I'm worse off for it
(And I keep waking up exhausted.)
No, I'm just a bad trick
(l want to laugh, but I wake up crying.)
I'm not any "better” yet
(l guess I'm feeling like a burden.)
No I'm just a bad tick
(And I can feel the alcohol kicking in.)
And I'm worse off for it
(And I keep waking up exhausted.)

Yes, I'm just a bad, bad trick
I'm just a bad, bad, bad, bad trick