What, are you scared of me? It's embarassin' If it wasn't for me, you would've never wrote Therapy I've been here for you, but how come you're never there for me? It's a little bit twisted, but I miss when you and I had scary dreams I don't really wanna

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if

Hey, hey, yeah, yeah. It's gettin' late but I don't mind. All the crazy shit I did tonight Those will be the best memories. I just wanna let it go for the night That would be the best therapy for me. Yeah (yeah) Hey, hey, yeah, yeah. Yeah

We The Best Music Please, Khaled, don't pair me or compare me Unless the said party is a rare breed The stories I hear, they tend to mirror me At this point now, rap is only therapy President Push, I'm more Eric B I ain't no joke, check out my melody

Come be the therapy for me You look like therapy Exactly what I need And me for you, tonight And I came here You're where the darkness meets the light, yeah The perfect remedy To heal this hurt in me To remember what it's like

(Daddy issues, uh) What can I do? I'm going crazy when I'm with you Forget all the therapy that I've been through You're unavailable (unavailable) I'm insatiable Lucky for you, I got all these daddy issues Lucky for you I got all these daddy issues

I ain't livin' right (uh) I ain't livin' right (yeah) I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (yeah) And they put away my problems I don't sell drugs, I cop em' I be living life all wrong I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh) I need therapy, I'm going

Ay tell'em I'mma need a minute Damn my heads fucked up I be thinkin' jail whenever hear'em say they need a sentence I be in the booth zoned out They say they just need a couple lines And all the years on the road got me thinkin' blow Even though they

Does it make you feel alive? Don't look back Live your life Even if it's only for tonight" I said, "hey, it's alright If it makes you feel alive" Can't contain it She said, "hey, it's alright My mother told me I should go and get some therapy

So what'cha gonna do about it? Take those horns, throw them up We like our hair down, volume up Kick like a machine gun Cold beer, stage dives Scream along all night Metal brings us to our knees Motherfucking therapy Wear it like a scarlet letter