Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1] I kicked the couch, flipped the chair, Told the doc, “I don’t fucking care.” “Let’s unpack your trauma,” he said— So I lit a fire inside my head. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need your padded room, I need a stage and a sonic boom. Take your pills and polite concern— I’ll trade ‘em all for a feedback burn! ⸻ [Chorus] This is my therapy—with distortion! Cranked too loud for your caution. Every scream is a coping mechanism, Every riff is a violent baptism. I don’t talk, I fucking explode— Through the amp, down the road. This is my therapy… With distortion! ⸻ [Verse 2] He said, “Breathe in, count to ten…” I blacked out and broke his pen. “Let it go,” yeah, I let it fly— A Molotov straight through the sky. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] I’m not here to find my peace, I’m here to fucking break the lease. On every thought I buried deep— I play it loud so I can sleep. ⸻ [Chorus] This is my therapy—with distortion! Fuck your calm, I found my portion. Every lyric is self-prescription, Every solo’s a sweet addiction. No journals, no soft confession— Just headbangs and loud aggression. This is my therapy… With distortion! ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken, deranged tone] “Tell me how that makes you feel…” …like shoving this mic stand through your clipboard, doc. Yeah—that’s how it makes me feel. ⸻ [Breakdown – chaotic drop] Distort me. Exploit me. Let the motherfucking static anoint me. ⸻ [Final Chorus] This is my therapy—with distortion! I made peace in the noise, not the silence. Let the reverb be my confession, And the kick drum kill repression. I’m not broken, I’m wired this way— Tuned to rage, and set to slay. This is my therapy… With distortion!
Tags
Fast, heavy alt rock. Aggressive, raw male vocals. Loud, gritty, emotional. Shouted chorus, spoken bridge.
Duration
2:39
Instrumental
No
Created
6/15/2025