Too many weeds in the flowers
Too many pills in the pharmacies now
Too many bugs in the shower
There's too much shit in the air we breathe now
There's too much anger inside me
There's too much scarring when 
I bleedThere's too much therapy 
I needThere is no 
God that I have seen
There's too much doubt in my mom's words
There's too much fear in the way she sees life
I wonder if 
I'm just like her
I wonder if 
I can make myself right
There's too much anger inside me
There's too much scarring when 
I bleedThere's too much therapy 
I needThere is no 
God that I have seen
You try to help, you listen well
You cannot change the way 
I seeThere's too much anger inside me
There's too much scarring when 
I bleedThere's too much therapy 
I needThere is no 
God that I have seen