Therapy? 

 

  

 

   Innocent X(Special Remix)

 

 

  Is this real or is it a dream?

  I can't seem to tell the difference anymore

  Caught between needing and the need to be real

  Your open arms gaping like a busted sore

  

  I turn and burn my back like a rack

  Your tourniquet twists me dangerous red

  I breathe in the air, it's pavement grey

  It shrinks my skin, and I've done nothing wrong

  

  I drop to my knees, I work my skin

  I feel this life pumping right through me

  Love and death die on the dirty floor

  Your upturned face doesn't even see

   

  

  

  That this is all I'll ever have

  Because I don't know what I want

  But there's something inside

  Something inside

  Something inside

  And I've done nothing wrong

  

  My voice is nothing, my thoughts are nothing

  In many respects I'm like you - nothing

  

  I've done nothing wrong