Therapy Video (MV)

Over and over
Inside my head
I hear them calling
I'll soon be dead

Over and over
Inside my head
I hear them calling
I'll soon be dead

Over and over
Inside my head
I hear them calling
I'll soon be dead

It's way too easy
To make it all stop
I'll be another gravestone
A name you forgot
A name you could not
Save from that shot
And how can you sleep at night
When you want to go
To a different dimension
Where there is no war, no more, in extension
Where you end sore, and give no attention
To material shit like money and a mansion

Make the pain go, make it stop
Keep runnin' 'till the damned routine drops
Out of my city, out of my life
Consuming and unassuming the values of the garden loosestrife

Posttraumatic, damage in your brain
Diplomatic, humanized, cannot be saved
Aristocratic, symptomatic, so badly craved
To cut the cord and finally hit the grave

Mr. Patient, close you eye
Imagine trees
Take a deep breath, sir
And sense the breeze
Use your strengths
To make the world a better Place to live

Schizophrenia, I'd say
Yes, indeed
'Scuse me, sir
Are you smoking we...?
Should get back to the source of it
The parents broken up?
So young boy
It says you've tried
The death cup

Over and over
Inside my head
I hear them calling
I'll soon be dead

Over and over
Inside my head
I hear them calling
I'll soon be dead

I left naked down, along the street
Homeless, hopeless, never left alone the beat
Though I'm young I wanna live
I wanna die, my whole life was a lie

Over and over
Inside my head
I hear them calling
I'll soon be dead