Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zoe Temple
Guitar
Jackson Giumarro
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tucker Coughlin
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Mina's Parents)
Doctor! Doctor!
We have a problem
Doctor! Doctor!
The tears just won't stop
Doctor! Doctor!
See that we're desperate
Can you help us sir?
Doctor! Doctor!
Take all my money
My daughter's lost her marbles again
It's been three weeks since she's got out of bed
Can you help her sir?
Doctor! Doctor!
We just can't take it
Her grades are down and she has no friends
She used to be such a normal kid
Tell us what to do
Doctor! Doctor!
Please work your magic
Drugs or clean
Whatever it takes
I'll sign the papers
Give you her soul if
You can help us sir
(The Receptionist)
Thank you for choosing uh to visit with us
Uh, let me get some paperwork in order
And then the doctor will see you
We have uh juice boxes in the refrigerator if you're uh interested
(The Doctor)
Mina now I see exactly what you need
A dose or two should put the body right
Mina come along and take these pills
(You're strong)
The big ones should help you stay asleep at night
Mina now I see exactly what you need
Captivate or lacerate we have the cure
I'd love to see you smile if insurance covers that
I'd love to chat more but shoot that's our time
Mina back again?
Just remember we're not friends
Professional conduct in fluorescent lights
Give this bill to your mom
She'll know what to do
Hear your parents fight about money when you leave the room
Mina can't you see?
Cooperate, please
The medication doesn't work?
Well let's up the dose
Mina I'll admit
You have us all quite miffed
Some psychotherapy should help you cope
(The Psychotherapist)
Do you dream sexual?
(Mina)
No?
(The Psychotherapist)
Or homosexual?
(Mina)
I don't see why that matters
(The Psychotherapist)
Do you dream phallis erectional?
(Mina)
What the fuck are you talking about?
(The Psychotherapist)
Please it's correctional
(Mina)
No, No, No, No, No, No, No
My dreams are dark with bugs crawling in my skin
And buildings collapsing killing me
The children were dying in a fiery pit
And they just keep burning without throwing a fit
You want to put a price tag on my soul
And prance around pretending to console
Here's your fucking paycheck now leave me alone
But if you honestly want to know
I dream of
Flying over land passing me by
Look from up in the sky
At people living their lives
They greet each other, say "hi"
They're so peaceful and look like oil pastels
Cottages with thatched roofs and bells
Just going about their days
My calm and peaceful escape
Near the forest and it's starting to get dark
Torches light up like sparks
The village is all set aglow
As I'm floating over their homes
(The Psychotherapist)
Well, that's our time Mina
I think this was a very productive session
See you next week
Written by: Tucker Coughlin
