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  1. Psychiatry Is Bullshit



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    Lyrics
    Well psychiatry is bullshit
    It's clear and plain to see
    That what they class as mental health
    Is just conformity
    They don't care about your feelings
    Your traumas or your quirks
    The only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    Yeah the only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    
    First time I walked into an office
    And tried to share my fears
    The therapist she just stared at me
    As my eyes filled with tears
    When I finally stopped my crying
    With nary a help from her
    She nodded at me and opened her pad
    And asked what my goals were
    It was so goddamned inhuman
    I couldn't find no words
    I'd get more fucking sympathy
    From talking to the birds
    
    Because psychiatry is bullshit
    It's clear and plain to see
    That what they class as mental health
    Is just conformity
    They don't care about your feelings
    Your traumas or your quirks
    The only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    Yeah the only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    
    Next time I dared to try it
    I was hanging by a thread
    My life was in a shambles
    And I was wishing I was dead
    So I did what people told me
    And tried to get some help
    But in order to get an appointment
    I had to call some fucking whelp
    He asked me my worst traumas
    And triggered me to shit
    Then told me I had too much wrong
    To help one fucking bit
    
    Because psychiatry is bullshit
    It's clear and plain to see
    That what they class as mental health
    Is just conformity
    They don't care about your feelings
    Your traumas or your quirks
    The only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    Yeah the only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    
    Well I muddled through without them
    Got through that shit myself
    But when I finally got some breathing room
    It tanked my mental health
    New memories resurfaced
    Of worse and worser things
    Too awful and unspeakable
    To vent my sufferings
    So I tried one final time but
    Of course this thing's a farce
    They wouldn't know an emotion
    If it bit them in the arse
    
    Because psychiatry is bullshit
    It's clear and plain to see
    That what they class as mental health
    Is just conformity
    They don't care about your feelings
    Your traumas or your quirks
    The only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    Yeah the only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    
    Yeah the only thing they care about
    Is sending you back to work
    Lyrics & Chords
    D C D C
    D C G G
    D C G G
    D C G G
    
            D          C
    Well psychiatry is bullshit
         D                  C
    It's clear and plain to see
         D                  C
    That what they class as mental health
       G            G
    Is just conformity
               D               C
    They don't care about your feelings
         D               C
    Your traumas or your quirks
        D               C
    The only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
             D               C
    Yeah the only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
    
    D C G G
    
                 D              C
    First time I walked into an office
        D                 C
    And tried to share my fears
        D                  C
    The therapist she just stared at me
       G                   G
    As my eyes filled with tears
           D                  C
    When I finally stopped my crying
         D                C
    With nary a help from her
        D                C
    She nodded at me and opened her pad
        G                   G
    And asked what my goals were
           D              C
    It was so goddamned inhuman
      D                C
    I couldn't find no words
        D                C
    I'd get more fucking sympathy
         G              G
    From talking to the birds
    
            D          C
    Because psychiatry is bullshit
         D                  C
    It's clear and plain to see
         D                  C
    That what they class as mental health
       G            G
    Is just conformity
               D               C
    They don't care about your feelings
         D               C
    Your traumas or your quirks
        D               C
    The only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
             D               C
    Yeah the only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
    
    D C G G
    
         D               C
    Next time I dared to try it
          D            C
    I was hanging by a thread
       D             C
    My life was in a shambles
              G             G
    And I was wishing I was dead
         D               C
    So I did what people told me
        D                 C
    And tried to get some help
           D                 C
    But in order to get an appointment
             G                 G
    I had to call some fucking whelp
       D                 C
    He asked me my worst traumas
        D               C
    And triggered me to shit
         D             C
    Then told me I had too much wrong
       G                G
    To help one fucking bit
    
            D          C
    Because psychiatry is bullshit
         D                  C
    It's clear and plain to see
         D                  C
    That what they class as mental health
       G            G
    Is just conformity
               D               C
    They don't care about your feelings
         D               C
    Your traumas or your quirks
        D               C
    The only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
             D               C
    Yeah the only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
    
    D C G G
    
           D                   C
    Well I muddled through without them
        D                   C
    Got through that shit myself
               D                C
    But when I finally got some breathing room
       G                G
    It tanked my mental health
        D          C
    New memories resurfaced
       D                C
    Of worse and worser things
        D            C
    Too awful and unspeakable
       G            G
    To vent my sufferings
         D               C
    So I tried one final time but
       D                     C
    Of course this thing's a farce
         D                 C
    They wouldn't know an emotion
          G               G
    If it bit them in the arse
    
            D          C
    Because psychiatry is bullshit
         D                  C
    It's clear and plain to see
         D                  C
    That what they class as mental health
       G            G
    Is just conformity
               D               C
    They don't care about your feelings
         D               C
    Your traumas or your quirks
        D               C
    The only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
             D               C
    Yeah the only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work
    
    D C G G
    
             D               C
    Yeah the only thing they care about
       G                   G
    Is sending you back to work