Whipped

I swear I've seen it all before
I swear this vice that you adore, will be your end
My words are falling on deaf ears
As they always have for far too many years
You (I) deviate from what you are (I am)
You (I) compensate for each and every scar (man)
You (I) can't control your (my) self-perception
In spite of all this misdirection

Why can't you see
That everything you're chasing is just nothing but a fallacy
You seem a blind to be
With all you disregard, you're showing every card
Of who you are
It's over when it's over, there is no four-leaf clover
Try again

I swear I'm feeling this again
I swear I can't seem to begin a thought process
My words are jumbled in my mind
I wish that there was some way to push rewind