Speedball
Therapy? Lyrics


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You want to know what grows inside my head
You make incisions with a rusty can
You judge me by the standards that you set
A perfect world built by a hypocrite

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
Everything you never see in me
Pre-decided by your blinded eyes
Blinkered visions from a narrow mind
Fuels your anger and the wrath inside

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick

You make me sick

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick





Sick, sick, sick, sick

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Therapy?'s song Speedball express a feeling of frustration and anger towards someone who judges and criticizes the singer without truly understanding them. The first verse describes this person as someone who wants to know what grows inside the singer's head, but does so in a violent and invasive manner, using a rusty can for incisions. The singer recognizes that this person is judging them based on their own standards, which comes from a place of hypocrisy because this perfect world they have built is not achievable by anyone.


The second verse continues this feeling of frustration, as the singer feels unseen and misunderstood by this person. The person is described as having "blinded eyes" and "narrow mind," which fuels their anger and wrath towards the singer. The repeating phrase "you make me sick" emphasizes the intensity of the singer's feelings towards this person, as they are pushed to their breaking point by the constant judgment and criticism.


Overall, these lyrics highlight the damaging effects of judgment and hypocrisy in society, and the frustration that comes with being misunderstood and unseen by others.


Line by Line Meaning

You want to know what grows inside my head
You're curious about my thoughts and feelings


You make incisions with a rusty can
You're trying to get inside my head, but your methods are harsh and harmful


You judge me by the standards that you set
You evaluate me based on your own narrow ideas of what's acceptable


A perfect world built by a hypocrite
You want everything to fit your ideal vision of the world, but you don't practice what you preach


Everything you never see in me
You're blind to the parts of me that don't fit your expectations


Pre-decided by your blinded eyes
You've already made up your mind about me without truly seeing me for who I am


Blinkered visions from a narrow mind
You have a limited, close-minded perspective on what's acceptable or valid


Fuels your anger and the wrath inside
Your narrow-mindedness and need for control fuels your anger toward me and others who don't fit your expectations


You make me sick
Your behavior makes me feel disgusted and uncomfortable


Sick, sick, sick, sick
Emphasizes the repetitiveness and intensity of the feelings of disgust




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANDREW CAIRNS, FYFE EWING, MICHAEL ROBERT MCKEEGAN

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saintyxeditz

Bloody love this song.

T H

I dedicate this to Boris Johnson

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S.F.W brought me here.

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@TV St Well, if it isn't Rick Forsythe!

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