"Slik Therapy" lyrics

"Slik Therapy"

Yeah
Miss Floetry

Girl, I'm so tired of your mind games
'Cause everything you do seems like manipulation
Was better off alone, but settled for sensation
I booked all my sessions for Slik Therapy
But you need a solo session on sincerity, look
Yeah, I chose love inside a lost and found it
That means somebody lost you, and I'm the one to find it
Then they once came back to give forgotten items
And you just wound up leaving in 'cause you claimed you liked him
Don't understand how you weren't feeling me, love
Was it the money or no car that made you belittle me for?
'Cause if we're honest, all my money felt like bills to me, love
And you claimed that those free payments you wasn't feeling no more?
You don't got dirt because I text, "I miss you"
I miss the days you knew my worth and time I kept my check too
But know those paragraphs weren't lies, all the ones I sent you
Just be grateful in that time, and in those ones, I meant to

And know I never wanna say shit
'Cause I know that some hearts come too fragile
You said I was the worst—is that the tale you tattle?
You asked if I had options that's your only reason?
You only call to say "what's up" to see who out there sippin'
Yeah
Look

Girl, I'm so tired of your mind games
'Cause everything you do seems like manipulation
Was better off alone, but settled for sensation
Booked all my sessions for Slik Therapy
But you need a solo session on sincerity, look

Miss Floetry


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