The Couch Incident

I'm not afraid of the ghosts in your head

I heard them say they won't torture you anymore

Upset the blame, girl, torn as you wish you were dead

I've seen it all come out around fatter nose

Through restitute, rabies killing all dairy cows

Feels like

Well, what does it feel like

Feels like

Well, whaah ooh

I counted your life once

And had a list down 'til my ankles are cut up and carved out just like

Just like

Take it, shake it out

Take it, shake it out

Bitter white pills say no weaving through justice to hide what she's made of

Inside they just kill her all over the

Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her

I'm biding my time like she's biting her tongue

But I'm eating her words

It's reminding her she was young once

She was young once

I'm biding my time like she's biting her tongue

But I'm eating her words

It's reminding her she was young

She was young once

I'm biding my time like she's biting her tongue

But I'm eating her words

It's reminding her she was young

She was young once