Therapy
I'll let you know when I'm on my way home from here
You're not there if I close my eyes and ears
Close the door, turn the TV up loud when you yell
Wipe your eyes before you come back from Hell
There's no one to house when your home burns down
Maybe things will turn around
When you look at yourself what do you say?
How do you feel about the lives you trade?
How the hell did you wake up today?
It's all in the pain that you create
Maybe things will turn around
You're not there if I close my eyes and ears
Close the door, turn the TV up loud when you yell
Wipe your eyes before you come back from Hell
There's no one to house when your home burns down
Maybe things will turn around
When you look at yourself what do you say?
How do you feel about the lives you trade?
How the hell did you wake up today?
It's all in the pain that you create
Maybe things will turn around
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Writer(s): Bloom
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