"Uber To Therapy" lyrics - WEDNESDAY

Samuel walks through trees with me
Let my branches burn down the chimney
I don't want to be at your party
Don't want anyone to talk to me
On your roller skates
Showin' me my baby teeth
Turn the light down I'm seein' red
Wanna be a child with you again

Shadow of the moon on me
Take an Uber to therapy
Is there something here for me to eat?
Nevermind, I am not hungry
Use your sticky fingers to
Open up my window and look through
Make the face that you always do
Really wanna go with you
Really wanna go with you
Really wanna go with you
But there is truly no more room
No, there is truly no more room