Miracle Deuce

[Verse 1]
I don't need no psychologist
Trying to figure out why I got these fucking problems
I'm a motherfucking anarchist
And ain't nobody ever gonna be able to solve 'em
I don't care what you wanna call 'em
It's too late to fix me, I'm at Rock Bottom
I'd rather blow my brains with this shotgun
Than sit there listening to your fucking nonsense
I guess that's all you offer
So why do I even bother?
I don't need all you doctors
To make me feel like a million dollars

[Pre-Chorus]
Instead of trying to escape
Or just looking the other way
I will learn from my mistakes
Learn to communicate

[Chorus]
I need to find the way, I need a miracle
I need to know if I'm all alone in this world
I need to heal these wounds deep down inside my soul
I need to know where this path will go for me tomorrow