Brain Got Hands

I hope my therapist likes me
Depression came back to bite me
She said, "It gets better, Mikey"
But I know that's not terribly likely

I lay down on my floor at home
Never been more alone
Doing everything I can
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh

Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh
Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh

I hope my therapist helps me
My mental health’s not healthy
My self esteem keeps fucking leaving
Sadness overwhelms me

I lay down on my floor at home
Never been more alone, oh
Doing everything I can
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh

Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh
Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh


I want it, I need it
Reprieve from these beatings
I'm trying, l'm screaming
But brain’s undefeated
I want it, I need it
Reprieve from these beatings
I'm trying, l'm screaming
But brain's undefeated

Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh
Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh
Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh
Brain got hands, oh-oh
Try to fight these feelings, but my brain got hands, oh-oh