【ORIGINAL SONG】The Empatherapist - tbyt ft Eleanor Forte

look at my therapist bro we're never healing this is my entry into #vocagatheringbeta ! please rank my thingy or however it works https://vocagathering.com/ranking instrumental: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13rE_HOidDrf1PFDAWoSvKx0RrmLS4LlH/view?usp=drivesdk ---------------------------------- sing with forte! lyrics below: She’d been up all night, thinking long about her friend And she laments and she grieves the chap who couldn’t have his ways When the news arrived, she looked outside and saw his face ascend Just imposed onto the clouds, she said, as she peered up agaze He’d been crying hard, self-proclaimed “the lowest low” And he’s stuck inside a downwards spiral, thinking he’s the worst Cause he’s hiding back addictions full of heavy alcohol Just rednosed enough to tell he can’t get rid of all that thirst And I see another tear, and I see another tear And I feel another tear, and a fogginess appears I stay on my armchair as I try to guide the way But I suffer from diseases that I call my empathy But it piles on and worsens further all to my dismay It's a struggle I must beat, yet it's stronger every single, single day Never gonna make them fine, never gonna get them well, Never gonna lift their mood, when I’m always gonna cry Why oh why do I even try? I just need to smile, and I just need to persist But it’s getting to a point, they deserve a better therapist They’ve had something bad, happen in their family And their father snapped and went haywire, wanting to abuse They were first in line, victims to crime, to father’s remedy But they got to run away though their mother wasn’t excused He’s just lost his dog, stolen by the reaper’s scythe And his motivation’s all depleted, what could he ever do In a state of hopelessness, he still remembers his pal’s life Though the people there to help him are unfortunately few And I see another tear, and I see another tear And I feel another tear, I’ll just give up, as I fear I stay on my armchair as I try to guide the way But I suffer from diseases that I call my empathy But it piles on and worsens further stuck in disarray It's a struggle I must beat, please just let me run away I lay on my sofa, can you help me find my way? Cause I suffer from diseases that I call my empathy And it piles on and worsens further all to my dismay It’s a struggle I can beat, though it slowly disappears and dissipates Disappears, dissipates, watch it fade away When I see them smile I feel it too, that is why I even try I just need to smile, and I just need to persist And I think I’m getting better, so I guess I’ll stay a therapist ---------------------------------- tags: #eleanorforte #vocaloid #synthv #vocaloidoriginal #vocalsynth #vsynth #originalsong #song