The Psychiatrist Is In (OST- Боже, помоги девушке)
Grow up, you're nearly 25 What happened when you were a child? Do you require an analyst? Or will a friendly smile suffice?
Find your space, are you breathing well? Do you feel o.k.? Are you calm? Are you comfortable? Is your heartbeat racing? Is this your soul you're facing?
Lay down my couch is over there I think you'll find this way more comfortable Take off your glasses don't be scared For thirty pounds I'll listen to your Stories dear, shut the window there We should keep the session intimate don't you agree?
I have experience in matters similar I can't juggle I can't knit a pinafore But I'll listen to your tale and give you some advice
I was an ace when I was young I learned to dance, I didn't have to learn I was a case when I grew up A case of hope, crashing to the ground
I learned, I hit the skids and I Woke up me myself and I was a different person If I take you on will you be pliable? As a confidante I'm quite reliable Dreamer though you are It is you that's been my signpost so far.