[Verse 1]
Therapist wants to kill himself
In the belly of the woods
But nobody wants to help him
He helps them all feel understood
And when the ghosts come out at midnight
He has to burn in all that way
And the chains of deprivation
Remove all hope of meditation
He has to live with all that pain

[Verse 2]
And every passing day
He finds the nicest place to rest
Wipes away a couple hair strands
Before he puts himself to bed
It's a never-ending process
The feeling that you aren't yourself
And no ray of light or ocean
Can compete with the commotion
He has to live with every hell