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kj-52 - therapy lyrics

[intro]
(how’d your week go?)

[verse 1]
how did my week go? dang, i’m feeling weak though
seems though my whole week i was standing at the free throw
missing every bucket when i chuck it when i speak though
it’s like the first day of school but i ain’t got no clean clothes
(what do you mean though?) well, every day, i’m pursuing god
but, yet, i’m still dealing with these never ending intrusive thoughts
they refuse to stop, i wanna be moving on
they refuse to leave and pull me over like pursing cops
(license and registration) without no hesitation
it’s like i’m at the door to the party, forgot my invitation
i want to go inside to freedom but i’m steady waiting
so, every day, i seek him speaking truth is what i’m steady claiming
(how does that make you feel?) well, i feel like it sucks
its like i’m climbing up a hill, and every time i’m stuck
halfway there saying “i don’t care, life is tough”
like i’m desperate for attention but i can never get enough
dying for the love, living for the applause
never show emotion, scared to think i”m going soft
drowning in the ocean of my thoughts and falling off
and hide behind my laugh until i crash and burn and take a loss
lord, i’m holding on, you are my hope and song
the only thing that’s going right when everything is wrong
man, i’m going strong, don’t claim to be a know+it+all
so if i just go and fall, you’re the one i know to call, uh
[interlude]
well, how do you think it happened?
where do you think the whole thing started (yeah, uh)

[verse 2]
uh, i don’t know why i be acting wild
i am fearful and avoidant in my attachment style
keep avoiding junk like i ain’t even got the time
then i claim i’m fine when i go and try and crack a smile
yet, i act a child but then i claim i’m grown
wasting hours now at home scrolling through my phone
in a crowd of thousands, but i can feel alone
i’m standing on the mountain looking at all your glory shown
(and how’s that make you feel?) well, feels like a struggle
all i know is hustle mixed with things that had to crumble
looking through my childhood, i’m searching through the rubble
tryna find something i can hang onto when i still stumble
huh, i got some memories i got to face
ain’t no time to waste, no more tryna run in place
i am a new creation, i am not the same
today starts a new day, the day that i begin to change

- kj 52 lyrics

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