Therapy Lyrics
No windows here to tell - could this be HellI'm chained to my bed - asked for confessionIt makes me depressed - their search for obsessionFilled with L.S.D. - for their cynic eyes to seeThe caos inside of me - (just) let it beHow long have I been here - it could be months it could be yearsAnd the way they wake me up - they do it with electro-shockWhen you're in the Y.S.P.C.A.Your pain is getting worse everydayDay and night escape is on your mindBut the exit is not for you to findYou are just another lunaticStrait jacket on, keep still you little prickYou will be locked in your padded cellJust to face your own private HellThey fill my mind with Therapy - so there is no way outThe force of luna's takin' me - I scream but there's no soundFor them my life had just begun - experimenting on and onIn this obsure insanity no heaven sent is saving meFilled with L.S.D. - for their cynic eyes to seeThe caos inside of me - (just) let it beHow long have I been here - it could be months it could be yearsAnd the way they wake me up - they do it with electro-shockWhen you're in the Y.S.P.C.A.Your pain is getting worse everydayDay and night escape is on your mindBut the exit is not for you to findYou are just another lunaticStrait jacket on, keep still you little prickYou will be locked in your padded cellJust to face your own private Hell
Artillery Therapy
