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Therapy Sessions
94
Hip-Hop/Rap
Therapy Sessions was released on March 2, 2026 by That Boy A.B. as a part of the album Therapy Sessions - Single
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Release DateMarch 2, 2026
LabelThat Boy A.B.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
That Boy A.B.
That Boy A.B.
Performer
Aaron Leo Beresin
Aaron Leo Beresin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Leo Beresin
Aaron Leo Beresin
Songwriter
Markus Wetterstrand
Markus Wetterstrand
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Markus Wetterstrand
Markus Wetterstrand
Producer
NB Collective
NB Collective
Producer

Lyrics

Ya,
I write this with love,
Could make you sick but I’m hoping you smile
Im feeling poor but in the bank I ain’t been broke in a while
What's done in dark will come to light, the bad gets thrown in a pile
And karma always catches up like yall aint spoke in a while
Im scrolling IG on my phone but really hoping you call
I watched your story wondering if you would notice at all
But I can’t go back now,
My plans on track now
I’m tryna win a Super Bowl, I can’t go Dak now
And revert to my old ways, got nothing to gain
It’s like a habit, wanna go back to that comfortable pain
Being with you got its highs but then it’s nothing but shame
She a flower, need the sun, but stand in nothing but rain
I don’t need closure but I still regret a couple of things…
I don’t need closure but I still regret a couple of things
Hook:
I write it down and can feel the pain staring me back,
I gotta get it all out, this my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
I write it down and can feel the pain staring me back,
I gotta get it all out, this my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
I’m sorry miss Jackson for the way that I acted
I constantly showed up, I never retracted
I always took action, I showed up to practice
If I said I would do somethin’, you know I would back it
I didn’t deserve this, as a matter of fact
I saw the courage you lacked
And all the ways you reacted
The secrets you kept
I know them secrets are taxin’,
Kept you from being whole, no division and fractions
But this ain’t about regret and pain will sit if you let it
And You can plan it all out but this ain’t oceans eleven
God has plans for me, Yurs, chosen, prophetic
I pray and act ,I can’t just sit around hoping I get it
A couple weeks after breaking up, I’m mopin’, pathetic
They said its rubber band bizzle always know how to bounce back
You know I’m at my best when I get hit and im down bad
Wanna count on anything you count that
Yurs
Hook:
I write it down and can feel the pain staring me back,
I gotta get it all out, this my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
I write it down and can feel the pain staring me back,
I gotta get it all out, this my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
This my therapy track,
Written by: Aaron Leo Beresin, Markus Wetterstrand
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