Therapy Video (MV)

I've been stuck searching through my mind
And all I find
Is the reminiscence of the demons from my past locked inside
They will find that I'm not the one to fight
Tear your throat, rip your eye
Now they better go try to hide
I'm the pride of my whole tribe
I'm the king of the Great White North side
Mother f*ckers say they knew me, but they lied
Everybody wanna piece of me now that I'm valuable
Say what they want, but they can't deny the valuables
So now I'm running and going full speed and never slowing
Never waste a moment, momentum ain't all that I've been building
Built a empire overnight by the seems of it at least
I found myself, and stuck with the passion discovered it defined me
And you can't find me, I've been lonesome on my own
I've got my team who all think that I deserve the throne
But I disagree, I've been losing myself and I'm losing sleep
I guess you can say it's the first time I've ever faced defeat

Now I'm hoping for my dreams, houses with a mezzanine
Hundred dollar bills floating down like a movie scene
Groupies fiend for a taste, but can't get a reply
Wonder why they always assume I'm that type guy
Got me wrong, the entire picture is faded
Edges blurry, you'll never know when I made it
I'm independent in every sense of the word
Try to tie me down, but I don't think it'll work
Nah
Too focused on my craft, I never take no time off
Without this therapy I'd probably go and blow my mind off
What would you do when confronted with my brain hanging out
Probably run, and forget about all the guilt
I don't blame you though, I'd do the same
I'm just another psycho who's been counting down the days
Now lately I've been losing myself, and I'm losing sleep
I guess you can say it's the second time I ever faced defeat

Strike your heart open, or be forever lost
I had heavens token, but the demons won
I said...
Strike your heart open, or be forever lost
I had heavens token, but the demons won

As I try to sleep at night demons enter my mind
Let me know I'm worthless, and I'm wasting my time
I have no purpose this music is fine without me
But If I tried to say the same I'd be lying
Damn
This game has got me wrapped around it's finger
Passed the point of addiction, this obsession always lingers
Never lets me go, and it's been clouding out my days
Forgot how I've been living, but I'm coming out of the haze
Pulling my move, didn't raise out the blue
See what you're doing to me nothing new
Born for this life never had to choose
Pull out the pen when I find the blues
Hear what I've been saying?
No? I hope I ain't been losing you
Do what I've been doing, stashed away inside the studio
Seven songs a day, I could make an album inside a week
Show me someone else who can do that
Without the need for a writer, a producer, an engineer or promoter
I do this by myself don't need your help, no need to offer

Strike your heart open, or be forever lost
I had heavens token, but the demons won
I said...
Strike your heart open, or be forever lost
I had heavens token, but the demons won