Therapy Toy
What if I said I was sorry
Peace for your mind, pretending I am fine
What you did was pretty nasty
Too bad, oh
What if I said it was easy
To turn the page, to forget it all
But my anger is getting greedy
And now, i have come incomplete
I just want to receive a substitute for love
Yeah I want to break free
Behind my neck, it calls out my name
Bang bang, d'you hear the sound
You know what it means
Down down, I shoot you down
Would you beg me please
Look at me, starting a fight
Mister Weapon, holding me tight
You're a therapy toy to me
What if I shut up and denied
That I hate you, gently, truly
You said the mistake was all mine
Oh my, oh
Excuse me sir, I can't help it
I carry my shame, I blame myself for
Being an evolution of me
And now, it just follows my dreams
No matter how I try, it just wants to be seen
A relief for my soul
From the dark, it calls out my name
Bang bang, d'you hear the sound
You know what it means
Down down, I shoot you down
Would you beg me please
Look at me, starting a fight
Mister Weapon, holding me tight
I close my eyes and pull the trigger
I can't take anymore of this, it whispers
Can you hear it? Will you feel it?
I pulled the trigger
Bang bang, d'you hear the sound
You know what it means
Down down, I shoot you down
Would you beg me please
Look at me, starting a fight
Mister Weapon, holding me tight
I close my eyes and pull the trigger
It feels so good to be alive
I dug your grave and you'll be fine
My dear old friend
You, made of steel
You're a therapy toy to me!
Peace for your mind, pretending I am fine
What you did was pretty nasty
Too bad, oh
What if I said it was easy
To turn the page, to forget it all
But my anger is getting greedy
And now, i have come incomplete
I just want to receive a substitute for love
Yeah I want to break free
Behind my neck, it calls out my name
Bang bang, d'you hear the sound
You know what it means
Down down, I shoot you down
Would you beg me please
Look at me, starting a fight
Mister Weapon, holding me tight
You're a therapy toy to me
What if I shut up and denied
That I hate you, gently, truly
You said the mistake was all mine
Oh my, oh
Excuse me sir, I can't help it
I carry my shame, I blame myself for
Being an evolution of me
And now, it just follows my dreams
No matter how I try, it just wants to be seen
A relief for my soul
From the dark, it calls out my name
Bang bang, d'you hear the sound
You know what it means
Down down, I shoot you down
Would you beg me please
Look at me, starting a fight
Mister Weapon, holding me tight
I close my eyes and pull the trigger
I can't take anymore of this, it whispers
Can you hear it? Will you feel it?
I pulled the trigger
Bang bang, d'you hear the sound
You know what it means
Down down, I shoot you down
Would you beg me please
Look at me, starting a fight
Mister Weapon, holding me tight
I close my eyes and pull the trigger
It feels so good to be alive
I dug your grave and you'll be fine
My dear old friend
You, made of steel
You're a therapy toy to me!
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Writer(s): Thomas Narcante
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