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I sit down with a head shrink
She asks me, "Where do you feel it?"
Oh, I feel it

It's in my neck, it's in my back
It's in my inability to unpack the past
It's like a car I can't un-crash
It's just too hard
But I gotta start, she said

And the to-do list, it
It's up on my fridge, it
It haunt me, it taunt me
Yeah, it tell me

To fix my neck and fix my back
And fix my inability to unpack the past
It's like a car I can't un-crash
It's just too hard
Yes, hard
But I gotta start, she said (She said)
Yeah, you gotta start, she said (She said, she said)

It's in my neck, it's in my back
It's in my bed, it's in my sex
And every extra little bit of flesh
When I'm undressed, it is grotesque
Oh, it's in my food I eat to puke
It's in my dreams, another killing spree
Oh, it's in my mama, it's in my pop
They did their best
Fuck, what a mess

Or maybe it's all in my head shrinks, hey, yeah
Yeah, maybe, baby, it's all in my head shrinks, hey, yeah, yeah
Yeah, maybe, baby, it's all in my head shrinks, hey, yeah, yeah
Said, maybe, baby, it's all in my head shrinks, hey, yeah, yeah

It's in my neck, it's in my death
It's in my inability to unpack the past
It's like a car I can't un-crash
It's just too hard
But I gotta start, she said

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