Compositor: Felipe Marques DJ
Questioning this therapy, it's got me feeling wary
Like a straightjacket, it's making me feel so solitary
They say it's supposed to heal, but it's just so temporary
Feels like a mental prison, no room to roam or be merry
I'm trapped in this system, it's all just an illusion
They try to fix me with pills, but it's just confusion
Can't feel the beat in my heart, it's like a mild intrusion
This therapy ain't working, it's just mass confusion
They tell me to conform, but I won't be a clone
Like a robot programmed, walking on unknown stone
These theories try to define me, but I'm in the zone
Trying to break free, this therapy's just a drone
Questioning this therapy, it's got me feeling wary
Like a straightjacket, it's making me feel so solitary
They say it's supposed to heal, but it's just so temporary
Feels like a mental prison, no room to roam or be merry
I'm trapped in this system, it's all just an illusion
They try to fix me with pills, but it's just confusion
Can't feel the beat in my heart, it's like a mild intrusion
This therapy ain't working, it's just mass confusion
They tell me to conform, but I won't be a clone
Like a robot programmed, walking on unknown stone
These theories try to define me, but I'm in the zone
Trying to break free, this therapy's just a drone
It's just mass confusion
They tell me to conform, but I won't be a clone
Like a robot programmed, walking on unknown stone
These theories try to define me, but I'm in the zone
Trying to break free, this therapy's just a drone