The Counselor’s Office: A Present Example of Past Procrastinations Kaonashi

I recognize that chair
There’s something familiar about the leather
And I feel like shit
I guess I must have brought the weather

There is nothing you can tell me that I haven’t heard before
Stuck here in the Counselor's office
Teacher must have thought I lost it

We all just want you to be all that you can be before you end up D-E-A-DEAD

Cover my teenage soul in chicken noodle soup right out the can

Water into winе
I’m making the most out of a bad time
Wine into watеr
Therapy terribly ruined your daughter

We can help
The parents, the doctor, the teacher, the pastor, fuck that
Let us in
A glass can only spill what it contains
We love you
I know and I feel it, I see it, I just can’t believe it
How was school?
It was fine, but, I can’t stop thinking about this weird fat guy in a purple tie
I remember everything that he said to me, about how the little things become big things
Listen; this is what he sang