Paroles de Therapy

Too many weeds in the flower Too many pills in the pharmacy now Too many bugs in the shower There's too much shit in the air we breathe now There's too much anger inside me There's too much scarring when I bleed There's too much therapy I need There is no God that I have seen There's too much doubt in my mom's words There's too much fear in the way she sees my life I wonder if I'm just like her I wonder if I can make myself right You try to help me You listen well You cannot change the way I see