Therapy Video (MV)

Why is my mind high on this pie in the sky wildness
I am a shy hyacinth, fire my psychiatrist, die
Wrong or right I'm walking right into a fire pit
Pyres annihilating my sight in song cuz I'm a bitching
Audible analrapist, I follow fits of common sense
Fall in pits of false regret, I'm honest when the drama hits
"C'mon bitch!!" I don't wanna bother with the nonsense
Y'all finessing fickle false friends in a fraud
And if I myself was into it as everyone else
Then I'd be anyone else
And not my individual self
And I don't like the way it felt, so

I've proven I'm a looney tune, Sauce needs therapy
And you do too dude, cuz Sauce needs therapy
And ain't nobody sane like they're saying
I'm aware that we're impaired and you can bear it with me
Sauce needs therapy

Nobody's all level, were coping and calm, chemicals
Focusing all our effort unknowingly on ephemeral moments
Nothing goes forever so we're hopeless
Set in a false sense of commotion but never knowing shit
And I'm the oddity? Y'all a flock of sheep
Common, unconscious of conning yourself is all you'll be
A carbon copy of commodities is all I see
Y'all are all just too enthralled to see it's all a dream
Y'all asleep, because normals sorta weird
Making weird appear as normal, informal and so it's feared
But hear with open ears, foregoing the faux veneers
Focus on hope and fear is so phony that no one's clear, and I've

People are pissed off, and I lick my lips all evil
Like I'm this far deep beneath this shit storm freak show
That you call "keeping it together doing me, yo"
But on the d-low, everybody's seams broke
And I ain't stitching or sewing so quit your bitching and moaning
And picture nixing emotion to fix the grip that you're holding
So amidst the fiction and folding over it's simple
Y'all a clique of clinical known freaks
Just like me
You are just like me
Yeah, you're just like me
Am I f*cking right? Feeling like I just might be