thought daughter

I’m struggling to recognise myself

Thought the therapy would help

I’m a quitter at the heart though

She didn’t even need to say so

Don’t wanna give up when the going gets tough

But you’re digging up the dirt that I buried in the backyard

When it hurts stop pressing

Six sessions, I’m not getting any better, am I?

I’m not getting any better, am I?

Thirty minutes on the clock,

What do you get when you cross a people pleasing

Thought daughter, heavy family trauma

Tryna inherit less baggage

But I don’t wanna open up the closest

Keep your questions to yourself

Don’t I pay you for your help?

Doctor, what’s the master plan?

An accomplice to my darkest flaws

Your saviour complex won't work on a lost cause

Don’t wanna give up when the going gets tough

But you’re digging up the dirt that I buried in the backyard

When it hurts stop pressing

Quick question, I’m not getting any better, am I?

Buy my own lies so the truth sells

I cover up well, why should I unlock all those levels?

Ain’t it better to be friends with your devil?

I’ll take my broken over your boring

It’s okay maybe we should skip the talking

I play the part well I’ll let you down gentle

It’s better to be friends with your devil

And I’ll confess that I can’t tell

Who is that staring at me anyway?

I know I got bad habits of keeping bad company

Practise lines in the mirror

Run the dialogue back

Sink your teeth in my thoughts

Cut the analogue track

Who is that staring at me anyway?

Why do we make it hard? (who is that staring at me anyway?)

Why pull it up, drag it out now?

Why do we pick the scars? (who is that staring at me anyway?)

Make it bleed just to put a bandaid over gunshot wounds

(Who is that staring at me anyway?)

Make it bleed just to put a bandaid over gunshot wounds

(Who is that staring at me anyway?)

Make it bleed just to put a bandaid over gunshot wounds

(Why do we?) (Who is that staring at me anyway, anyway, anyway)

Make it bleed just to put a bandaid over gunshot wounds

(Why do we?) (Who is that staring at me anyway?)

(I'm struggling to recognise myself) Make it bleed, make it bleed