James Whild Lea - Let Me Be Your Therapy Lyrics
Let me see your selfLet me in your mindLet me be the close encounter of another kindLet me be your guiltBe your guiding lightLet me be your Satan's hell, your heaven's Jesus ChristLet me be your demonsLet me be your dressLet me see the filth that lies in your unconsciousnessNow you treat me badlySo I treat you kindLet me be the garbage in the cesspools of your mindOh let me be your therapyOh let me be your therapyLet me hold you safelyLet me keep you warmLet me be the reason why your fragile heart is tornLet me see your angerSexualityLet me be your father, mother, brother, he, she, meLet me be your breath (ahh)Let me be your clownLet me free the chains that trip you upand weigh you downSo come unto me gladlyCome unto meLet me be your sado-masochistic fantasiesOh let me be your therapyOh let me be your therapy (let me down)Let me hear the fears, your loves, and hatesLet me watch as you manipulateLet me be the shit that's been there yearsLet me know the pain that drives your tearsI'll be your new religion nowWoah, your therapy ... therapyLet me be your coke-aYour heroinLet me see the beast,the frightened child that lies withinLet me be your shelterIn the driving rainLet me be your sanity, your madness, loss and gainDo you dream about meYeah, do you dream at allDo you think I'll push you downthen catch you when you fallSo let me give your freedomAnd let me give you powerLet me exorcise the ghosts that haunt you by the hourOh let me be your therapyOh let me be your therapyOh let me be your therapyLet me be your progressLet me test your willLet me turn you inside out, then hit you with my bill
