Therapy Songtext
von Banquise

Sorry, I can′t tonight, I got things
I need to talk between me, myself and I
We gonna revise overthinking
(Just) to make sure it's alright
With my poker face

Don′t be sad
Are you sick?
That's alright, I'm on my swing!
And my throat
Swallows it a little more

And even all the stars
Wouldn′t save you from regrets
And even all the sharks
Bring nothing into the grave
Now it′s time to break this circle

Fuck this! We need a way out
Fuck this!


Lost in the haze waiting for something
Maybe my brain has reached the expiry date
Can you remind me how to breathe in?
Cuz my lungs are too tired now
Please call 9.1.1
I waste all my time doing shit I don't like
Behind a dark screen full of useless things reflecting my life

I′ll be old
I'll be sick
Watching life on a tv screen
And the flock
Swallows it a little more

And even all the stars
Wouldn′t save you from regrets
And even all the sharks
Bring nothing into the grave
Now it's time to break this circle
Just give me back my breath
No time to suffocate
We′re running on thin ice
But I'd rather fall than have regrets
Just give me back my breath
No time to suffocate
We're running on thin ice
But I′d rather fall than have regrets
Now it′s time to break this circle


Fuck this! We need a way out