letra de tooeloquent - buddha x atlas x mittensさん
[verse 1: buddhaheis]
i don’t need a therapist, i just need a cigarette
i don’t need a sermon, i just need to sin a bit
not to get too intimate, eloquent or intricate but
life is a b-tch and that b-tch is far from innocent, uh
i call her on her blemishes
she hates me for my lack of faith, i asking for the evidence
she said, “you staring at its face”
ok, but it’s hard for me to give the benefit when
i done heard my residents, high as f-ck, needle in sockets
claiming they got the secrets to where heaven is
i don’t need a therapist, i just need a better air
a place where i can sit and stare without feeling in the way
lucas told me hit the bae, bae told me hit the switch
switch told me its ok, everybody bites the dust
need some bis
lighten up and light it up, dying is a definite
i don’t need a therapist but
it’s a bit alarming how i do this sh-t so effortless
remember writing rhymes on the standard test, asking if god exists
and if so, why he let people live schizo on skid row
i know, so scandalous, shouldn’t say schizo
so now i’m just talking down on my kinfolk
thought i k!lled all of my inner demons
come to find some climbed in through the window
whispering that its genetics, screaming i should shoot a saint
i don’t need a therapist, i know that i’m delusional
i know that i hallucinate cause i done been had dreams
that ain’t include moving weight
they love it when you die in cages, love it when you lose your strength
hate it when you learn to fly, hate it when you move through sp-ce
hate it when you move through sp-ce
[verse 2: atlas]
i’m the first to admit that i need my therapist
i’m careless far too often to be trusted on my own
fl-stered on the phone and any awkward conversation
i can barely bring myself to form a healthy habit, face it
it’s amazing i can even function normally on average days
let alone the p-ssing fast grace god cavalcade
this is not a practice stage
nor is it a p-ssing phase
this is just some sh-t i need off my chest that i packed and phrased
the battle way quick before reality sets in
its making my head spin
i need my therapist to keep my shoes stepped in
so i don’t accidentally leave my brethren, my next kin, or best friends
and that’s a little bit too close to truthful for me
i need my therapist to balance out my daily routine
and take it from me
it’s really not an easy pill to swallow
when you’ve seen yourself as hollow since 2013
so, i apologize if eloquence is dripping from the sounds
understand that i’m irrelevant to everything else
i hope my fellowship of h-llos lands me meaningful odds
so i’m not stuck here doing medial jobs
until i reach the applause of ending credits
mending presently: myself
and if you really like to help then send me presents for my health
such as hugs and your support
cause i don’t care about the wealth
that materialistic sh-t is nothing you could ever sell me
so, i guess i need my therapist
whether it be vaguely as a p-ssing trend
or as an outlet that i’m seeing daily
my behavior has improved
and i suppose it might be crazy to -ssume the best of anything
but maybe maybe maybe i’m too eloquent to properly phrase it
maybe my ability gets lost in the waves
maybe it’s my duty to pursue this art
until my f-cking brain is disconnected from my therapeutic ways
’cause i need my therapist
i, i need my therapist
i guess i really need my, therapist
maybe i need my therapist
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