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Therapy Sessions

by Mourning Sun (TX)

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1.
The fragrance in the air Was composed of Hidden truth behind the scene As I was welcomed But I could smell the stench Filling up the mood well And as the night peeled over So did the outcome I feel like the black sheep In the herd tonight Voices carried like ships set to sail (Set to sail set to sail) Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house (Back to the safe house) I never thought that the situation Could get so lonely if only I’d paid attention Then maybe things would be the same (Wishful thinking can take the blame) As I Made my way I felt the presence of an omen My body shivered as the ground left the soles of my feet But like the sacred box, it just had to be open Curiosity killed the lives left inside of me What lied beyond this illuminated door? It seemed surreal as If I stood at heaven’s gate But it was perfumed with the soothing lights While it turned out to be a hellish fate Voices carried like ships set to sail (Set to sail set to sail) Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house (Back to the safe house) I never thought that the situation Could get so lonely if only I’d paid attention Then maybe things would be the same (Wishful thinking can take the blame) I skinned the darkness alive with the cold sharp steel From the blade of this knife, that left an ambient feel Nothing covered them but my silhouette at fourteen I walked away with no heart I left that house with no means To ever come back to the scene of the crime Where my heart fell from my chest and hit the floor Like a body that jumps but nobodies there to mourn This band of thieves I once knew as good friends Are now nothing more than just pieces of shit Voices carried like ships set to sail (Set to sail set to sail) Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house (Back to the safe house) I never thought that the situation Could get so lonely if only I'd paid attention Then maybe things would be the same Wishful thinking can take the fucking blame.
2.
My heart has bruises And these bruises have swelled up From regret beating the living shit out of me At where it hurts the most Is this what I deserve? Or a lesson to learn An eye for an eye It’s just the way that my brain works Self-Infliction on each and every mistake that I’ve made Night after night my sanity is left in such a quake (My sanity is left in such a quake) But no instead it’s the barrier that I built inside Versus my guilty conscience that wants me to die Because it knows what will happen if it burns me alive From the ashes like a phoenix I will rise But I’m Scared of the wait That I’ll endure So How long will it take For me to grow? A constant reminder Of the damage I’ve done And the ties that I’ve severed Oh, how I just let them all rot away I thought that my hope and faith left me when I was oh so weak But it just turns out I ditched them and left them in their own graves But somehow they made their way back to my side Even through the hard times they show more commitment than me Deep down I’ve found I have a strong will to survive It’s always been there to pick me up from the cold and meek But I’m Scared of the wait That I’ll endure So how long will it take For me to grow I beat myself up Till I’m bruised and broken And on the floor Till I’m broken And on the floor But I’m Scared of the wait That I’ll endure But I’m Scared of the wait That I’ll endure So how long will it take For me to grow
3.
Breathing lightly to not let this hinder The choking silence that has blanketed over I feel the light Escaping with what strength it has left To get out of this perplexing room But it begs me before I Leave here to get this letter back to his Home bearing the weight she soon will know The sweet silent weeps What we find is nothing But a man lost in the darkest Depths of his own actions plagued by The pain of her Heart By candlelight, her face was shaped by the dark Writing Goodbye to the one “, I loved,” And on that night she took all his belongings Burned all the memories and Promises then she fell short from her worth What she found was nothing At the bottom of this empty bottle No relief or comfort Like in the arms of her beloved Time hasn’t healed She set herself On a path to find his grave A last farewell while her life decays As she reached the rusted gates She found his tombstone and fell to her knees She spoke softly, “My love how long it’s been since I last saw you, Every day I stared at the front door, thinking you’d walk in again…….” Before she could finish her words, she died, and in that moment she became a ghost, As she looked down at herself, a hand made her turn around, And her eyes lit up just like that flame that burned Breathing lightly to not let this hinder The choking silence that has blanketed over I feel the light escaping I feel the light I feel the light escaping (What we find here is something more than the explicit nature of life) I feel the light Where has it gone?
4.
It’s been riding on me for fucking long enough Weight of the world is causing such a fuss It’s always whining and complaining that I never give a fuck Of its questions and concerns when I don’t want to talk Listening to you is like razor blades to my ears Silence is all, which I need from you There’s pressure that’s been building all of this time Fault line that could lead to a horrible crime It’s history in the making if it happens soon enough A public display of telling you To Shut the Fuck Up It’s been riding on me For long enough Weight of the world is causing such a fuss It’s always whining and complaining that I never give a fuck Of its questions and concerns when I don’t Want to talk Suffering from you, driving me insane god help me Pulling my hair, at the thought of you Fuck Where the hell did you come from, mental institute? Dosed up on thinking the world revolves around you And you act like you care and you think that you’re tough But you should take my advice right now And Shut The Fuck Up You’re not a preacher so stop preaching to me You think your helping but your words are dead to me Ignorant and shallow deeper than your grave The One I’ll put you in if you keep talking to me
5.
I’m no son of a man But of a bastard who drank His sorrows and drove out his Lover And his only son away To roam this desert, these wasted streets I’m no son of a man But of a bastard who drank His sorrows and drove out my mother And me away Yeah me Away Walls Were the only Witnesses Of the day by day War That raged on With the bull and his horns Charging away The only thing that you could never paint Was a fucking happy family

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“Therapy Sessions, a collection of songs that were written far from each other over time, and yet were cradled, nurtured, and brought up to be what they are now all at the same time. In no way is this a concept album, just five individual songs with their own personality’s and meanings, because they are so personal and yet relatable the album title seemed perfect for what this EP is. What these songs mean to me are what I hope they can mean to you, Therapy, simple as that. “ – James Vaughn Lubbering

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released July 9, 2017

Produced and Mixed by Brandon Layne (Arktic Studios).
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Mastered by Cory Brunnemann.
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Mourning Sun (TX) San Antonio, Texas

Mourning Sun (TX) is a San Antonio-based metalcore band established in 2017.

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