Lyric Therapy

too many weeds in the flowers
too many pills in the pharmacy now
too many bugs in the shower
there s too much shit in the air we breathe now

there s too much anger inside me
there s too much scarring when i bleed
there s too much therapy i need
there is no god that i have seen

there s too much doubt in my mom s words
there s too much fear in the way she sees life
i wonder if i m just like her
i wonder if i can make myself right

you try to help
you listen well
you cannot change the way i see