My kind of therapy

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Verse 1

Some days I don’t have language
Just pressure in my chest
Static in my bloodstream
No way to let it rest
Smile like I’m steady
Keep it all contained
But silence gets heavy
When it’s packed with pain
Then a melody finds me
Right where I break
Says the words I’ve buried
Every move I couldn’t make

Pre-Chorus

It knows where it hurts
Before I even speak
Finds the fracture in my armor
Hits the part I couldn’t reach

🔥 Chorus

My kind of therapy
Every line cuts into me
When it lands where it hurts the most
Hair stands up, I feel it in my bones
My kind of therapy
Cracks the pressure out of me
When I’ve got too much to speak
I let the music bleed
My kind of therapy

Verse 2

It’s not noise, it’s medicine
Not a trend, not escape
It’s the sound of something honest
Finally breaking weight
Every chord a confession
Every drum a release
All the chaos in my bloodstream
Turns to rhythm and peace
You don’t see the shift outside
But something moves within
Like a locked door swinging open
Letting oxygen in

Pre-Chorus

It hits that hidden nerve
Like it’s wired to my soul
Turns the volume up inside
Till the broken parts let go

🔥 Chorus

My kind of therapy
Every line cuts into me
When it lands where it hurts the most
Hair stands up, I feel it in my bones
My kind of therapy
Cracks the pressure out of me
When I’ve got too much to speak
I let the music bleed
My kind of therapy

💥 Breakdown

I don’t talk about it
I just bury it deep
Act like I’m solid
While it’s wrecking my sleep
Stack it in my chest
Let it tighten and build
Tell myself I’m fine
While I’m overfilled
Then a voice through a speaker
Says it better than me
Rips the wall wide open
Sets the pressure free
TURN IT UP — let it bleed
Let it rip what I can’t release
If it hurts, let it hurt
That’s the only way it works

🔥 Final Chorus

My kind of therapy
Every line cuts into me
When it lands where it hurts the most
Hair stands up, I feel it in my bones
My kind of therapy
Cracks the pressure out of me
When I’ve got too much to speak
I let the music bleed
My kind of therapy
My kind of therapy