Brainstorm - Therapist lyrics

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Brainstorm - Therapist lyrics

[VERSE 1] Doctor, I'm surprised I ain't dead From all the times I told myself that I'd be better off dead But I'm alive and it's all, because of what my friends said From all the times they told me that I'd be better off alive See, I've got to thank my boys Yeah Thanking my boys Gotta thank Alex, Noah, Oliver, Gregori, and Ron They made feel better so I stay on When I'm dwindling Doing nothing in my studio And open FL studio Feeling Particular so Rap about how I feel, I gotta say although I act like a douche, I'm always grateful so I'll be this better person oh Cause this is this time that we are winning bro So let's just Cut to the chase I feel bad cus I ain't there, misplaced When he hits me up in the DMs, it's like he's got grace And the fact I ain't there makes me ashamed to be in my place If I knew him, man, I'd say it to his f**ing face He's the best friend ever and this is what I'd say Alex, listen to me and keep going Truth is I should be helping you growing But instead I'm too busy writing, never outgoing You the nicest person on this race so keep going You should know it And Hyun, listen to me You are the best man that you could ever be You make me sad when you say your music is less than beast I mean, take that from the f**ing sh**ty amateur MC (yeah) [VERSE 2] At this moment I feel like im preaching to the choir Declaring I'm loving it like a McDonald's flyer I mean, she's so beautiful I'm glad I can spend the time with her But recently I feel like this romance thing is a blur Taking moves on her like an amateur Maybe you don't obsess over me as much as you infer And I hope she don't listen to my raps so the truth don't occur Started a streak on Snapchat just so I have an excuse to talk Have an excuse to walk Man, her feelings are in a deadlock And if she ever heard how I felt I'd be a laughing stock Man, she won't ever hear, cuz I just lo- Wait, what if she hears? I guess I just don't have the guts to say it I guess in the end I'm just a hypocrite I guess it's my time to throw a fit Complain about how her boyfriend don't care the least bit Hide all my emotions in my layers of wit I know, I know, I know I'm just a f**ing dick But music is the only time when people listen to me Its the only place where I can truly be free So I'll complain so much and pretend that they agree When in the end all the fault is really truly on me I don't f**ing care if I don't win this competition Cus I only ever did this to complete my mission To make people hear how I'm feeling in admiration Look at me at anything other than a failed creation Preach it

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