Counseling Songtext
von Khary

"I can′t even find a fuck
I got issues lining up
Put my problems on a bus
Sit tight, sit tight
What's the reason, just because
I have trouble finding love
I might need to light it up
Get high, high
I admit I′m not enough
I admit I don't feel tough
Don't think I′ll amount to much
In life, in life
Kinda feeling out of touch
As the push became a shove
But there really ain′t a rush
In life, in life


I might need some counseling
I can't even count to ten
Go through life you bound to bend
All good things are bound to end
Don′t feel right but I'll pretend
Yeah

Feel a bit better every time I get a check
I was down, then I got up
Fell back down, now I′m really stuck
(Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
I was down, then I got up
Fell back down— now I'm really stuck, yup (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

If I′m being honest
I'm so tired of modest
Can't do enough with the time allotted
Feel a bit better every time I get a check
I can blow it how I want it
Write my hurt, make it melodic
Can′t catch a grip
When my mind shifts it feels so tectonic on it
Up late with things I can hardly bear (hardly bear)
Over my thoughts, I can hardly hear (hardly hear)
Falling victim to my mental and it loves to compare
Gotta remember to be gentle or you′ll break from careless care
Yeah-yeah


I can't even find a fuck
I got issues lining up
Put my problems on a bus
Sit tight, sit tight
What′s the reason, just because
I have trouble finding love
I might need to light it up
Get high, high

I might need some counseling
I can't even count to ten
Go through life you bound to bend
All good things are bound to end
Don′t feel right but I'll pretend
Yeah

Uhhh, yeah
I cannot focus
I catch a fish throw it back in the ocean
Called up my ex she ain′t wanna be bothered
Couldn't get sex so it's back to the lotion
This ain′t a rap but the sound me coping
I gotta learn how to give love and be open, wait, wait
Half of my problems could probably be solved
If I simply committed to change my ways
Whatchu mean?
Life ain′t what it seems
Sometimes I get drunk
And want to throw out all my dreams
Tell my friends I'm good
Though I′ve been buggin' the whole week
I wanna do it on my own
But also hope they intervene
Whatchu mean?
I′m blocking the screen
I get in my own way so I'm missing all scenes
Rowing, rowing, rowing my boat gently down the stream
I think that I should get more sleep
I think that I should eat more greens

I can′t even find a fuck
I got issues lining up
Put my problems on a bus
Sit tight, sit tight
What's the reason, just because
I have trouble finding love
I might need to light it up
Get high, high

I might need some counseling
I can't even count to ten
Go through life you bound to bend
All good things are bound to end
Don′t feel right but I′ll pretend
Yeah
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