Their / They’re / Therapy Songtext
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Their / They’re / Therapy Songtext
This sucks
I suck
Out of predictable emotions
These are the sad bastard conditions
And certainly not what I would sing
Am I OK
Drawing on the floor
Drawing in circles around the spots where you were
My memory is selective
I can′t say I'm ever sure
I can′t say my intentions are ever too pure
Tracking your steps like a detective
I guess you could call it a problem
What goes on inside my head
A ring of constant questions
Subtle hands set in discretion
Keeping quiet but losing my voice instead
This sucks
I suck
Of documented emotions and self-diagnosed conditions
Am I OK
Am I OK
Am I OK
Am I OK
I suck
Out of predictable emotions
These are the sad bastard conditions
And certainly not what I would sing
Am I OK
Drawing on the floor
Drawing in circles around the spots where you were
My memory is selective
I can′t say I'm ever sure
I can′t say my intentions are ever too pure
Tracking your steps like a detective
I guess you could call it a problem
What goes on inside my head
A ring of constant questions
Subtle hands set in discretion
Keeping quiet but losing my voice instead
This sucks
I suck
Of documented emotions and self-diagnosed conditions
Am I OK
Am I OK
Am I OK
Am I OK
Writer(s): Matthew Frank, Evan Thomas Weiss, Mike Kinsella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com