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letra de therapy - retchmusic

[intro: retch]
wrist always covered
i’m suffering
i can’t do this sh-t no more
the blood rushing
up into my head
tryna’ recover
i’m shutting my eyes
tryna’ block it all out
hiding behind the lies
demons inside of my head
always tellin’ me that i’d be better of dead in a ditch
just wanna stitch it back together all of the memories fading

[chorus: retch & kattemax]
cuts on my wrist always covered
i’m suffering
i can’t do this sh-t no more
the blood rushing
up into my head
tryna’ recover
i’m shutting my eyes
tryna’ block it all out
hiding behind the lies
demons inside of my hеad
always tellin’ me that i’d be bеtter of dead in a ditch
just wanna stitch it back together all of the memories fading
don’t know who i am anymore
i’m a myself wannabe
leave me alone with insanity
guts and the gore as the canopy
i hear the rose and rot calling me
face plant on apathy
bring out the cavalry
all of that nothing but vanity
rip out your organs, done happily
clearing out noise i need clarity
[verse 1: kattemax]
now i am doing it better than most of these
f-ckers with blue yetis
i see the ones above look at me
i could just go back to saying f-ckboy sh-t
so i don’t start nothing
she wants my hand as a
necklace
i’m out here rotting in deathbed
i’m on the best of my
best meds
he wants to see me all headless
impossible with her all restless

[bridge: both]
i’m a myself wannabe
leave me alone with insanity
guts and the gore as the canopy
i hear the rose and rot calling me
face plant on apathy
bring out the cavalry
all of that nothing but vanity
rip out your organs, done happily
clearing out noise i need clarity
started as parody
now i am doing it better than most of these
f-ckers with blue yetis
[verse 2: retch]
do this sh-t
by my own
never really feel at home
f-ck a b-tch
gotta go
hands around my throat
oh no
gotta gotta gotta get it
never never gon’ forget it
sound of silence all i ever needed
maybe russian roulette
make the earth shake
way too way too many mistakes
gonna fake it ’till i make it, till i break
that’s okay
i’mma do it ’till i decay
blow my brains
thoughts on display
need a replay

[chorus: retch & kattemax]
cuts on my wrist always covered
i’m suffering
i can’t do this sh-t no more
the blood rushing
up into my head
tryna’ recover
i’m shutting my eyes
tryna’ block it all out
hiding behind the lies
demons inside of my head
always tellin’ me that i’d be better of dead in a ditch
just wanna stitch it back together all of the memories fading
don’t know who i am anymore
i’m a myself wannabe
leave me alone with insanity
guts and the gore as the canopy
i hear the rose and rot calling me
face plant on apathy
bring out the cavalry
all of that nothing but vanity
rip out your organs, done happily
clearing out noise i need clarity
started as parody
they say that i’m crazy but i just need therapy
[outro]

- retchmusic

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