| Song | Therapy |
| Artist | Kilgore Smudge |
| Album | Blue Collar Solitude |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You put up a good front man | |
| Trashing everything you see | |
| I can see behind your eyes | |
| You're hurting inside just like me | |
| Your mind's a dark cloud | |
| Should you keep your feelings in | |
| Or cry out loud | |
| Clouds parted, rain's gone | |
| I let out my aggression | |
| When I write these songs | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made | |
| For all the times you've cried | |
| There will be never be enough tissue | |
| To dry your eyes | |
| Look at all the choices you made | |
| With the dark clouds raining on your parade | |
| For all the lies you ever spoke | |
| And all the lives you ever broke | |
| Another friend betrayed | |
| Visions of the past keep you afraid | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made | |
| Enough of your whining | |
| You're making me sick | |
| You think you're alone that's not the last of it | |
| For the rest of your life you'll be on your knees ‘ | |
| Til that day a hundred dollars please | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made |
| You put up a good front man | |
| Trashing everything you see | |
| I can see behind your eyes | |
| You' re hurting inside just like me | |
| Your mind' s a dark cloud | |
| Should you keep your feelings in | |
| Or cry out loud | |
| Clouds parted, rain' s gone | |
| I let out my aggression | |
| When I write these songs | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made | |
| For all the times you' ve cried | |
| There will be never be enough tissue | |
| To dry your eyes | |
| Look at all the choices you made | |
| With the dark clouds raining on your parade | |
| For all the lies you ever spoke | |
| And all the lives you ever broke | |
| Another friend betrayed | |
| Visions of the past keep you afraid | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made | |
| Enough of your whining | |
| You' re making me sick | |
| You think you' re alone that' s not the last of it | |
| For the rest of your life you' ll be on your knees ' | |
| Til that day a hundred dollars please | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made |
| You put up a good front man | |
| Trashing everything you see | |
| I can see behind your eyes | |
| You' re hurting inside just like me | |
| Your mind' s a dark cloud | |
| Should you keep your feelings in | |
| Or cry out loud | |
| Clouds parted, rain' s gone | |
| I let out my aggression | |
| When I write these songs | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made | |
| For all the times you' ve cried | |
| There will be never be enough tissue | |
| To dry your eyes | |
| Look at all the choices you made | |
| With the dark clouds raining on your parade | |
| For all the lies you ever spoke | |
| And all the lives you ever broke | |
| Another friend betrayed | |
| Visions of the past keep you afraid | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made | |
| Enough of your whining | |
| You' re making me sick | |
| You think you' re alone that' s not the last of it | |
| For the rest of your life you' ll be on your knees ' | |
| Til that day a hundred dollars please | |
| Look to the skies above | |
| Seek your disguise alone | |
| See the choice you made |