We All Need a Little Therapy
Me and my friends, we've got some baggage
We tell white lies, we're starting fights, we keep bad habits
Got good intentions but we end up wreaking havoc
Building rocket ships just to crash 'em
And we all need a little therapy
If you can't sleep, well you've got company
So open up your closet doors
My skeletons look just like yours
We all need a little therapy
Me and my friends, were just tryna to make it
But we all stress, and second guess the steps we're taking
Oh there ain't no shame in falling apart, there ain't no need to fake it
Leave the acting to DiCaprio and Damon
'Cause we all need a little therapy
If you can't sleep, well you've got company
So open up your closet doors
My skeletons look just like yours
We all need a little therapy
You've got your shit I've got mine
Let's hear it for the ones who ain't fine
We're spiraling and that's a fact
I've got my shit you've got yours
Let's hear it for the ones ain't sure
You've got your shit I've got your back
'Cause we all need a little therapy
If you can't sleep, well you've got company
So open up your closet doors
My skeletons look just like yours
We all need a little therapy
We tell white lies, we're starting fights, we keep bad habits
Got good intentions but we end up wreaking havoc
Building rocket ships just to crash 'em
And we all need a little therapy
If you can't sleep, well you've got company
So open up your closet doors
My skeletons look just like yours
We all need a little therapy
Me and my friends, were just tryna to make it
But we all stress, and second guess the steps we're taking
Oh there ain't no shame in falling apart, there ain't no need to fake it
Leave the acting to DiCaprio and Damon
'Cause we all need a little therapy
If you can't sleep, well you've got company
So open up your closet doors
My skeletons look just like yours
We all need a little therapy
You've got your shit I've got mine
Let's hear it for the ones who ain't fine
We're spiraling and that's a fact
I've got my shit you've got yours
Let's hear it for the ones ain't sure
You've got your shit I've got your back
'Cause we all need a little therapy
If you can't sleep, well you've got company
So open up your closet doors
My skeletons look just like yours
We all need a little therapy
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Writer(s): Sophia Petts, Samuel Salisbury
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