Hillary Ssemakula - Therapy Lyrics

I'm messed up
Ruin everything I touch
Had everything I want
Still coveted suicide
Little hope in this life
Perfect lives on Insta
Look at all I have done
Daddy never said he was proud
Lately all I see is YouTube Ads about you
You famous and the culture raves over you
They say you fix hearts
Broken minds
Momma left she broke my world and ex-fiancée checked out
Deep abandonment emotions types a noose could sort out
Mr. Therapist
Can you fix me?
What is this feeling?
What did you give me?

What's God have to say about this?
What's God have to say about this?
Open up the word and tell me
Say the truth
Say the truth
In my anxieties I've been drowning
Hope it's not too late when you find me
Not too late
Open up the word and tell me
Say the truth
Say the truth

Don't fetch the pills
Don't make me pop pills

Thick books on your shelf I bet they do impress
What do Freud and Skinner think about my flesh
I'm just an ape a piece of meat inside
Why do my feelings matter
Ooouuu-yeah
Is it an imbalance or a feeling you don't understand
Love yourself you said and that's advice that keeps corrupting me
Not satisfied with
All these things I worship
I'm still ill
I'm glad you're paid

What's God have to say about this?
What's God have to say about this?
Open up the word and tell me
Say the truth
Say the truth
In my anxieties I've been drowning
Hope it's not too late when you find me
Not too late
Open up the word and tell me
Say the truth
Say the truth

What's God have to say about this?
What's God have to say about this?
Open up the word and tell me
Say the truth
Say the truth
In my anxieties I've been drowning
Hope it's not too late when you find me
Not too late
I trusted you to change my heart
You couldn't fix me
Mr. Therapist

Don't fetch the pills
Don't make me pop pills