Emmanuel Del Muro - Therapy Session (feat. Mark V.) Lyrics

So I take it you're not a fan of this kind of work
No sir
And why do you think that is
Do you want the truth
I'm only interested in the truth
Hm
Cause it's bullshit
You don't know me
We don't have history
Yet you just expect me to spill my guts about the gory details of my life
Fights
Mistakes
My deep dark secrets
But you ain't listenin' to me because you care
You only listenin' to me because you're paid to listen to me
You get paid to jot down your little notes
Diagnose my tears
You'll probably just blame it all on my parents
You say you're interested in the truth
But yet here you are charging an hourly rate for only fifty minutes of work
Like I said it's bullshit
Bullshit?!
Bullshit is your attitude
You came to me
So don't go actin' like you're Scrooge
And don't start gettin' snappy at me actin' like you're pissed
There must be something you missed
Man f*ck you
I'm here against my will
Cause someone I love is tellin' me how to feel
What's the deal with you?!
You sit here analyzing people then jerk off with the bills
And then what?
When someone goes and offs 'emselves
You just flood your office with fake tears?
At least I show emotion
Unlike you
You just flow like the ocean
You need more control
Call me Mr. Ray
I'll teach you how to act
Let me mentor you like I'm Gill
We all have lucky fins
Let me teach you how to swim
Oh did you come up with that on a whim?
I'm not a child
I know how to swim
I'm not that dim
You think you're high and mighty
You're just like them
Them who
Tell me
What'd they do to you
What are you feeling?
Broke me down
Anxieties to the ceiling
I'm inside an air pocket
Oxygen depleting
Oxygen's important
And where's that leading?
I don't wanna talk about it
But you think I'm scared huh?
Yes
I do
Maybe it's cause I don't wanna learn the truth
Eman
The truth will set you free
But first
It'll piss you off
Alright
Well
When I was younger
I used to love playing soccer until I started hating it
I used to love playing the trumpet but now I'm afraid of it
I used to love my girlfriend until I started dating it
And can you believe that they all got away with it?
And who's they?
Tell me
Tell me
They
Them
A five star selection
Coaches, teachers, and lovers
Oh my what a line up
Now looking back I just wanna put my finger and thumb up
Yeah!
This is progress
Keep going
Now that you got me hunting for my feelings I'm ready to fire at will
Each shot to kill
Duck your head
Watch for flying steel
I have so much to say
But not much time to kill
Woah, woah
Killer, killer
Ok
How about this
I have an exercise we can do
How about every night
You write down your thoughts into a book
And maybe include some things about your past