Margalee - Art Therapy Lyrics

I'm at the party
I'm wondering if anyone really wants to talk to me
Because I know no one
Yea, I'm a Midwestern girl out of place
Yea, I make eyes with this guy
Right across the way
Like ice blue, his eyes
Like the coldest day
Yea, but it's hot outside
It's the fourth of July
Red, white and blue
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot up the sky
Yea
I feel really good in my bones
I almost feel like this homeland is actually mine
And not just 200 years old
I mean like from my ancestors
All of them
Every single one of them
Like thousands of years ago
What does it feel like to be from a place?
I don't know but there you are staring at me face

And I'm feeling really hot
I've got lots of thoughts
Feeling really hot
Yea, yea
Take me outside, show me what it's like to die
And I'm feeling really hot
Feeling really hot

Yea, don't even think about it
Don't let it make you anxious
Don't even think about it
Come here
Sometimes I wish there was no such thing as matter
I wish I could just totally consume you
Like I could walk through you, like
Certain spacemen walk through walls, like
I wish I could turn back time
I wish I could be time itself
I wish I could rewind whenever I wanted
Back to two seconds ago
When you're first looking at me before our tongues go-go

Yea I really like it like this
I like it when I feel like I kinda, kinda fit in
Even though I'm still a stranger in your home
Yea you know, you know, you know, you know, you know

It's so, it's so tempting to wanna stand out
When you feel like you know everybody in the room
But when you don't know anybody in the room
It's quite hard to wanna stand out anymore
You kinda just wanna fall into the floor
Yea, that was me for many years
Not knowing how to even open a beer
Because I feel awkward
Because the last guy I dated
He liked heroin
And it made me really question
Lotsa, lotsa, lotsa things about even simple things like parties
Yea, I couldn't understand
Why I should drink alcohol
I should have another man
Yea I didn't know how to have fun
Without anything
Didn't even like the sun
I stayed in my room
Stayed in my room
All of college
Feeling like a fool, yea
Making little weird videos
Writing weird poems for myself
Never showed anyone else because
I knew how to be lonely first of all
Isolation, independence
Couldn't, couldn't, couldn't, couldn't
Understand which of the two was really best for my mental health
I was living in a hell
Until I met you
Right here, like 5 seconds ago in this room
Yea, yeaaa
Yea, yea, yeaaa

Don't let it go
Let the moment, let the moment stay
Come on hold
Hold it up, hold it up whoah
Whoah
Yea, everybody's focused on the f*ck
Focused on the f*ck
Focused, focused, focused on the f*ck
I just wanna know how it goes
To kiss a man like you're wandering through Disneyland
Yea I just wanna, I just wanna
Replay that moment again
Right before you kissed me
Like ten seconds ago
I mean riiiight there
Yea because sometimes
In your imagination it feels just as fine, yea
Sometimes my mind
Takes me on a trip
And I like to orgasm with it, yea
Poem, poem, poem, poem, poem, poem
Give it, give it, give it, give it, give it back to 'em!
Poem, poem
Oooo
It's like
Yea, it's like art therapy
Can you, can you, can you, can you get enough of me babe?
Can you get enough?
Can you get enough?