Running In Circles Chris Webby (Ft. Bria Lee)

[Chorus: Bria Lee]
It don't matter what you do, baby
Keep on crawling back to you, darlin'
All the shit you put me through
Still addicted, I'm a fool, yeah
Just get the fuck out my head

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Listen baby, you know that you got a motherfuckin' hold of me
Yeah, like nobody that I seen
I mean woah, mommy got control of me, I'm a fiend
For your toxins, which have grown on me and it seems
That I want them, got my whole body in routine
It's a nightmare, flashin' back on 'em in my dreams
And I'm right there, it so happens that extremes what attracts us
Dirty actress to my scene
Leavin' scratches like I'm scrappin' with Wolverine
Nothin' in between, it's up high or so low
But we still believе, and just why? I don't know
You drive me loco but low goes thе mode I live my life in
I know those suppose that normal folks think I'm out of my head
Out of my mind, derailed on my meds
I'm out of my element, never been one to beg
But this shit got me irrational
So I went and got a whiteboard
Split down with the positive and negatives
And the negative got more than the postive ever did
Pain they put me through got me stuck on these fuckin' sedatives
And ain't no medicine could ever settle this
And there ain't no halo on the head of this
Both of us got a devilish side of us
Rising up and been a problem from the Genesis
Bite so venomous, a menace on my premises
And still I kinda want you
Fuck!