Therapy (feat. Citizen Kay & MAXINE)
You know I have been losing my mind quick
Running 'round like this, covered like eclipse
I think I'm losin' it
I think I've been losin' it
The world sinks I know what I've been swimming in a maze
Trapped inside it now for days, living in a state of haze
Lost the way, lit the fuse. Is it me? What's the truth?
No religion, no excuse. What's the use? Damn
I think I need therapy
This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it
Think I need therapy
The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street
I lose me
'Cause they make fun of me and they scar me mentally
Fake it, I'll hold it in, not face what's in front of me
That leads to therapy and maybe some other things
Cushion the alcohol refills my energy
Got me saying maybe
I've been waiting for somebody to come save me (I've been waiting)
Yes, I need therapy
Yes, I need therapy
I think I need therapy
This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it
Think I need therapy
The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street
I lose me
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight
Every other day getting by, losing time
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight
Every other day getting by, losing time
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide (I think I need therapy)
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight (This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it)
Every other day getting by, losing time (I think I need therapy)
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime (The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street, I lose me)
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide (I think I need therapy)
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight (This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it)
Every other day getting by, losing time (I think I need therapy)
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime (The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street, I lose me)
I think I need therapy
This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it
Think I need therapy
The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street
I lose me
Running 'round like this, covered like eclipse
I think I'm losin' it
I think I've been losin' it
The world sinks I know what I've been swimming in a maze
Trapped inside it now for days, living in a state of haze
Lost the way, lit the fuse. Is it me? What's the truth?
No religion, no excuse. What's the use? Damn
I think I need therapy
This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it
Think I need therapy
The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street
I lose me
'Cause they make fun of me and they scar me mentally
Fake it, I'll hold it in, not face what's in front of me
That leads to therapy and maybe some other things
Cushion the alcohol refills my energy
Got me saying maybe
I've been waiting for somebody to come save me (I've been waiting)
Yes, I need therapy
Yes, I need therapy
I think I need therapy
This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it
Think I need therapy
The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street
I lose me
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight
Every other day getting by, losing time
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight
Every other day getting by, losing time
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide (I think I need therapy)
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight (This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it)
Every other day getting by, losing time (I think I need therapy)
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime (The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street, I lose me)
Meet me outside, low ride on the tide (I think I need therapy)
Keep my eyes on the prize but I won't lose sight (This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it)
Every other day getting by, losing time (I think I need therapy)
Spend the money in my mind when I don't have a dime (The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street, I lose me)
I think I need therapy
This music and sleep won't cut it, can't last a week without it
Think I need therapy
The shoes on my feet, they move me out on the street
I lose me
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Lara, James Young, Kojo Owusu-ansah
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