The Couch Incident

I'm not afraid of the ghosts in your head I heard them say they won't torture you anymore Upset the blame, girl, torn as you wish you were dead I've seen it all come out around fatter nose Through restitute, rabies killing all dairy cows Feels like Well, what does it feel like Feels like Well, whaah ooh I counted your life once And had a list down 'til my ankles are cut up and carved out just like Just like Take it, shake it out Take it, shake it out Bitter white pills say no weaving through justice to hide what she's made of Inside they just kill her all over the Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her I'm biding my time like she's biting her tongue But I'm eating her words It's reminding her she was young once She was young once I'm biding my time like she's biting her tongue But I'm eating her words It's reminding her she was young She was young once I'm biding my time like she's biting her tongue But I'm eating her words It's reminding her she was young She was young once