Kaonashi - Real Leather lyrics
[Kaonashi - Real Leather lyrics]
Open the door to him standing there
"Have a seat in that leather chair"
Scratching, sweating, tapping on the floor
What did I even come here for?
"How were you as a child?
Were you weird? A nerd? Misunderstood?
Were you a problem child?
How tall are you? What does
This picture remind you of?"
Why would it matter anyway?
I don't need to be saved
Read between the white lines i’m dependent
On this shit wish I could quit
But, I’m stuck to the script
The pills, they make me feel real
They make me feel fake, make this go away
All day, they shake and shake and shake
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Where’s the lighter? Where’s the lighter?
Where's the, where’s the lighter?
Where’s the lighter? Fuck it
Don't take out
Your wisdom teeth and then ask me for advice
I know your type
Predatory appetite, come take a bite
Every doctor, every nurse, every therapist
Every counselor every time
Leave me alone, I'm fine
But they never fucking listen
Why won't you fucking listen?
High all the time, like a lowlife
I know it’s not right
I just want to feel normal
High all the time, like a lowlife
I know it’s not right
I just want to feel something
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Dumb junkie dropout who gave
Up and copped out
For sympathy and empathy is dead now
She’s better off underground
No one remembers him now
Just one more teen who went
Straight for plan B
And picked death over his fucking family
Pronounced dead at the scene
Sucker with low self-esteem
It rained in Philly today
But it always rains in my head
Radio Thom Yorke tell him to cheer me up
See, who gives a fuck? You really want
To know what's on my mind?
I want to die that was the longest walk home
From my first session
Don't ask me these questions
Don't get the wrong impression
I'm fine, I don't need a lesson
I hate this fucking school
And this chair is uncomfortable
"Have a seat in that leather chair"
Scratching, sweating, tapping on the floor
What did I even come here for?
"How were you as a child?
Were you weird? A nerd? Misunderstood?
Were you a problem child?
How tall are you? What does
This picture remind you of?"
Why would it matter anyway?
I don't need to be saved
Read between the white lines i’m dependent
On this shit wish I could quit
But, I’m stuck to the script
The pills, they make me feel real
They make me feel fake, make this go away
All day, they shake and shake and shake
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Where’s the lighter? Where’s the lighter?
Where's the, where’s the lighter?
Where’s the lighter? Fuck it
Don't take out
Your wisdom teeth and then ask me for advice
I know your type
Predatory appetite, come take a bite
Every doctor, every nurse, every therapist
Every counselor every time
Leave me alone, I'm fine
But they never fucking listen
Why won't you fucking listen?
High all the time, like a lowlife
I know it’s not right
I just want to feel normal
High all the time, like a lowlife
I know it’s not right
I just want to feel something
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Take what's on your mind and
Get it off your chest
That broken heart on your sleeve tells
Me you're not like the rest
The white pills and white lies
That they taught you
About anti-depressants in high school
Dumb junkie dropout who gave
Up and copped out
For sympathy and empathy is dead now
She’s better off underground
No one remembers him now
Just one more teen who went
Straight for plan B
And picked death over his fucking family
Pronounced dead at the scene
Sucker with low self-esteem
It rained in Philly today
But it always rains in my head
Radio Thom Yorke tell him to cheer me up
See, who gives a fuck? You really want
To know what's on my mind?
I want to die that was the longest walk home
From my first session
Don't ask me these questions
Don't get the wrong impression
I'm fine, I don't need a lesson
I hate this fucking school
And this chair is uncomfortable