Nothing is like we used to
Everything changes
In my brain is a sick child
Every bit inside
Everything is tiled
Lord knows
I’m defiled
Broken in pieces
On rewind
I’m a giver and a sinner
I’m a loser and a winner
I was born 87
I’m a street child
I got a bucked full of gold in my head
f#ck what everybody says
I’m in love with myself
There is no one who could ever love me like I love myself
Like a mental patient, every body laying on me, all thesе conversations
Like a sanitation, I’m the ill in еvery pain, I’m medication
Same sh#t different ages
f#ck friends all the same sh#t
I smile since my facelift
Lie never ages
Violence and hatred
Human beings ain’t sh#t
We destroy everything and blame the
Other for what we’ve done and claim we
Are smarter then the animals
Believe that we can’t settle to
Have peace in this millennium
We to greedy to be credible
My addiction
Is to be high
All the way up
Until I see god
I’m an addict
Suicide fanatic
I will never give it up
Long live the habit
How am I supposed to live?
I got a degree in depression I’m an addict
What am I supposed to feel?
How am I supposed to chill?
I live in pain shedding tears for all the grief that I have to deal with
Surrounded by silence
Growing up in war
Talking to the dead
Playing with the corps
Laying on the floor
Like the paintings on the pall
Of the Sistine Chapel
I’m elected by the lord
I’m dancing with the devil
On a different level
I’ve been bullied since I left my moms womb
I am mental
I don’t pay attention
No I’m not listening
I have these visions
My ventriloquists
Are above and beyond
I am guided by the gods
Enlightened by the lost
Souls, of those
Who spoke, of hope
Why do we have to hate?
Those who do the most to make it to a
Better place. Chasing better days
Better days
I grew from the concrete
Like the rose through
The dirt and the mud
God bless the dead too
I am lost in the woods
Bear feet
I am running, through the earth
Trick and treat
Everything I
Do is a beat
Composed by
The beauty and the beast
In me
I got it in me
I’m in love with faith
I’m Depressed
I’m an inmate
Of my feelings
And the way I
See things
Through my third eye
My addiction
Is to be high
All the way up
Until I see god
I’m an addict
Suicide fanatic
I will never give it up
Long live the habit
My heart is black
Because when I love
I love everything
And everything that I love
I love to death
Life is a therapy session
Dealing with pain and obsession
Why do we lie?
Why do we try?
To hide everything until the day we die
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Jear Perry Lyrics – Therapy Session