Boy Needs Therapy
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Right here in my head you sit in this room
Took a piece of my mind I sure lost my tune
Back and forth we cried let's hope this ends soon
When you left town I couldn't believe
Leave me alone inside each night
Hands tied no glow just a dimming light
Something surely doesn't feel alright
It's now so clear, I'm not surprised
Leave me alone inside each night
Hands tied no glow just a dimming light
Something surely doesn't feel alright
It's now so clear, I'm not surprised
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Right here in my head you sit in this room
Took a piece of my mind I sure lost my tune
Back and forth we cried let's hope this ends soon
When you left town I couldn't believe
Leave me alone inside each night
Dressed in all black
Rolling up my sleeves
Couldn't breathe anymore
Torn straight to the core
Burn out again
These aren't my friends
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Dressed in all black
Rolling up my sleeves
Couldn't breathe anymore
Torn straight to the core
Burn out again
These aren't my friends
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Right here in my head you sit in this room
Took a piece of my mind I sure lost my tune
Back and forth we cried let's hope this ends soon
When you left town I couldn't believe
Right here in my head you sit in this room
Took a piece of my mind I sure lost my tune
Back and forth we cried let's hope this ends soon
When you left town I couldn't believe
Leave me alone inside each night
Hands tied no glow just a dimming light
Something surely doesn't feel alright
It's now so clear, I'm not surprised
Leave me alone inside each night
Hands tied no glow just a dimming light
Something surely doesn't feel alright
It's now so clear, I'm not surprised
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Right here in my head you sit in this room
Took a piece of my mind I sure lost my tune
Back and forth we cried let's hope this ends soon
When you left town I couldn't believe
Leave me alone inside each night
Dressed in all black
Rolling up my sleeves
Couldn't breathe anymore
Torn straight to the core
Burn out again
These aren't my friends
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Dressed in all black
Rolling up my sleeves
Couldn't breathe anymore
Torn straight to the core
Burn out again
These aren't my friends
Creatures of habit often in bloom
Right here in my head you sit in this room
Took a piece of my mind I sure lost my tune
Back and forth we cried let's hope this ends soon
When you left town I couldn't believe
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Navarrete, Jordan Devin
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