James Whild Lea

Let Me Be Your Therapy
Let me see your self Let me in your mind Let me be the close encounter of another kind Let me be your guilt Be your guiding light Let me be your Satan's hell, your heaven's Jesus Christ Let me be your demons Let me be your dress Let me see the filth that lies in your unconsciousness Now you treat me badly So I treat you kind Let me be the garbage in the cesspools of your mind Oh let me be your therapy Oh let me be your therapy Let me hold you safely Let me keep you warm Let me be the reason why your fragile heart is torn Let me see your anger Sexuality Let me be your father, mother, brother, he, she, me Letras de canciones Let me be your breath (ahh) Let me be your clown Let me free the chains that trip you up and weigh you down So come unto me gladly Come unto me Let me be your sado-masochistic fantasies Oh let me be your therapy Oh let me be your therapy (let me down) Let me hear the fears, your loves, and hates Let me watch as you manipulate Let me be the shit that's been there years Let me know the pain that drives your tears I'll be your new religion now Woah, your therapy ... therapy Let me be your coke-a Your heroin Let me see the beast, the frightened child that lies within Let me be your shelter In the driving rain Let me be your sanity, your madness, loss and gain Do you dream about me Yeah, do you dream at all Do you think I'll push you down then catch you when you fall So let me give your freedom And let me give you power Let me exorcise the ghosts that haunt you by the hour Oh let me be your therapy Oh let me be your therapy Oh let me be your therapy Let me be your progress Let me test your will Let me turn you inside out, then hit you with my bill From Letras Mania