Head Shrink

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 uncrash 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 haunts me, it taunts 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 uncrash 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 momma 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 Say, 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 uncrash It's just too hard But I gotta start, she said