Hehe… lay back. Tell me what’s *not* wrong. [Verse 1] Got a Glock for my trauma, AR for my stress Nine mil’ to confess — put the pain in my chest Therapist said “talk,” I said *click click* instead Now the couch got stains, and the doc lookin’ dead I don’t vent — I ventilate Crack skulls just to meditate Powder’s gone, I detonate Every word’s a ricochet (*brrrah brrrah!*) — feel that echo? That’s the voices playin’ techno And they dance with every weapon Like, “how many can we let go?” Talkin’ to my bullets, they don’t lie Therapy’s expensive — I got fire Laughter in the chamber, pain goes *bye* One more round — I feel alive! (*click click bang!*) Click click — talk to me Click click — walk with me Click click — set me free This is my click click therapy Silco said I'm sick in the soul, but brilliant Vi said “come home,” I said “killin’ it” Told Cait she was safe in her blue little bubble But bubbles *pop*, and I like trouble (*POP!*) Who needs hugs when you got clips? Trigger finger doin’ flips I reload like I regret it — But that smile? Counterfeit. [Gun SFX solo – rhythm made from reloading, safety clicks, shells hitting floor] [Bridge – soft voice, almost crying, buried in chaos] I didn’t mean to hurt you… I just needed someone to bleed like I do… (but you never do…) (pfft. lucky.) [Final Chorus – full distortion, vocals layered and melting] 🎶 Talkin’ to my bullets, they don’t lie 🎶 🎶 Therapy’s a body count tonight 🎶 🎶 Laughter in the chamber, pain goes *bye* 🎶 🎶 Pull the pin — and I just might! 🎶 (*click click—BOOM!*) Click click — talk to me Click click — walk with me Click click — cry with me This is my click click therapy [Outro – toy piano solo, trailing shells, wind-up toy laughing in the background]
