Conditioning

I live in bad condition but, I got my conditioning Ramshackle estate, cold rivers Kind of makes you wish that you got the old figures My S.O.C.A.N strand is in high demand But I only tell you that because I trust you, what's new? I black out on a hundred missed cues Daddy issues around the corner from this (?) I'm not trying to diss you but I look so strange Because I weight train as a form of dismissal, back pain Clothes stained by closed brain And (It's in the league year bender?) (We're from panic to cost, ain't no bones about it?) Got monsters in the closet in the middle of a province Throwing up (youth?) tonic, in the booth sonic On his (button? butt in?) public I'm (the Louvre? aloof?) Comet-proof for the loose peg Square one, a ruined bed Dare you to tread around my head, it's a nuisance I live in bad conditions but, I got my conditioning I know my number's almost up It's so over But I'm still broken up I live in bad conditions but, I got my conditioning I use my pro-vision with no-vision Come, (stop it's the law?) Just drove in bad conditions, just To get me on the plane She dodged the auto-body(?) She (sport on/spot on?) frozen rain I make my own conditions now You have to beg to play 'em I bought the farm with open arms She don't care anyway I make my own conditions but I got my conditioning I know my number's almost up It's so over but, I'm still broken up I lived in bad conditions but I got my conditioning I use my pro-vision with no-vision Come, (how soon? have some more?) (I lived in bad conditions but I got my conditioning) They know my number does change Their thoughts they still remain the same They saw me so dismayed I'm looking blacker nowadays Now she trains herself to hate me And if I seem a little strange I'll be running tracks Watching running backs I live in bad conditions but, I got my conditioning I know my number's almost up It's so over but, I'm still broken up