14 lyrics for "Therapy, therapy"

I beat up the kitty, he Diddy He Diddy, he Diddy, he Diddy But his name not Diddy Huh, ding, ding, ding Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Goodbye everyone, I'll remember you all in therapy
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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
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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
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Therapy, therapy Advertising causes need What a splendid pie Pizza pizza pie Every minute, every second Pepperoni and green peppers Mushrooms, olive, chives Advertising got you on the run Buy buy buy buy buy
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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
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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
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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
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Therapy, therapy session Yeah, I gotta say like a month ago I was talking to fans And one of them pulled me aside and said "We never met but I swear that you know who I am I been through a lot I don't know how to express it to people Don't think that I
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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
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(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
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