azel rm - self therapy

I'm tired of doing my hair for your stare
I don't care
I can find a place for my heart that you wanna tear
It's too easy for me
We can drive down to soho
But you don't know
Every time we meet you always going solo
See your lies in 3d
I'm talking to myself at night
Alone getting drunk while thinking about the things I could do
In my bedroom, the smoking sight
High in the light not asleep but its half past two
Need solidarity
Too much transparency
I'm my own therapy
Could've been on a weekend
But no you cut things off on a Monday morning
Could've waited til year end
The least you shoulda done was given me a little warning
Now I'm on the floor
Enough tears to fill the shore
Why'd you lie to me
Emotionally heightening it's frightening
I cried to sleep
Tension only going up it's tightening
I tried to speak
No one would listen nothing was brightening
But finally
I figured out a way to help the silencing
Just helping myself
With nobody else
Emotions expelled but I yelled while nobody else could hear me
I'm talking to myself at night
Alone getting drunk while thinking about the things I could do
In my bedroom, the smoking sight
High in the light not asleep but it's half past two
Need solidarity
Too much transparency
I'm my own therapy
I hope you're sad
I hope you're lonely
I hate your dad
Oh fuck your family
I fucked up then
You're with other men
I can't pretend I'm
Not a fucking wreck
I hope you're sad
I hope you're lonely
You psychopath
Oh I need therapy
I'm talking to myself at night
Alone getting drunk while thinking about the things I could do
In my bedroom, the smoking sight
High in the light not asleep but it's half past two
Need solidarity
Too much transparency
I'm my own therapy
I'm talking to myself at night
Alone getting drunk while thinking about the things I could do
In my bedroom, the smoking sight
High in the light not asleep but it's half past two
Need solidarity
Too much transparency
I'm my own therapy
I hope you're sad
I hope you're lonely
I hate your dad
Oh fuck your family
I fucked up then
You're with other men
I can't pretend I'm
Not a fucking wreck

Written by:
Azel Mamuaya

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