Well all my life this music saved me
I can't afford your therapy
My frustration it needs release,
cut me open and hear me bleed
Playing punk it keeps me sane
I don't need drugs to numb the pain
It keeps me alive, I hope it helps you
I won't let your worthless America ruin me
NO WAY!
I'm screaming out, somebody listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I lost control and hurt myself
I knew deep down that I needed some help
This self-abuse it would not stop,
No matter how hard I tried
So I lied when I tried
And I pulled myself together
Am I going insane? Think again
I got so fed up with being unstable
NO MORE!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy!
I'm screaming out, somebody Listen,
It feels so good, this therapy! Read more »
Popular Culture - Album published by Gabrielle 3 years ago ()
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My name is Gabrielle and I am twenty-eight years old. I began to self-injure at age fifteen -- so nearly thirteen years -- minus a two year period. This website was made to let self-injurers know that they are not alone and to help their friends and family learn more about self-injury and how it affects their loved one.