Mister Therapist
Vocal: Playful, rhythmic rap-singing with cheeky delivery, shouty ad-libs, call-and-response moments, and exaggerated emotional lines. Genre: Funky dance-rap / electro-pop fusion. Tempo: 124 BPM, bouncy four-on-the-floor with syncopated groove. Mood: Silly, messy, upbeat; couples’ therapy disguised as a dance-floor argument. Instruments: Funk bass pops, bright disco guitars, squelchy synths, claps, cowbells, talkbox accents, filter sweeps, party chants, whistle FX. Structure: DJ-style intro tag → groovy storytelling verse → rising pre-dance ramp → big chanty hook → funkier verse 2 with callouts → final stacked hook → abrupt DJ cutoff outro. Production: Punchy, colorful, party-ready; sidechained synths, tight drums, stereo vocal chops, fun filter drops, glossy dance-pop sheen.
Mister Therapist
Vocal: Playful, rhythmic rap-singing with cheeky delivery, shouty ad-libs, call-and-response moments, and exaggerated emotional lines. Genre: Funky dance-rap / electro-pop fusion. Tempo: 124 BPM, bouncy four-on-the-floor with syncopated groove. Mood: Silly, messy, upbeat; couples’ therapy disguised as a dance-floor argument. Instruments: Funk bass pops, bright disco guitars, squelchy synths, claps, cowbells, talkbox accents, filter sweeps, party chants, whistle FX. Structure: DJ-style intro tag → groovy storytelling verse → rising pre-dance ramp → big chanty hook → funkier verse 2 with callouts → final stacked hook → abrupt DJ cutoff outro. Production: Punchy, colorful, party-ready; sidechained synths, tight drums, stereo vocal chops, fun filter drops, glossy dance-pop sheen.
Lyrics
We hope this isn't too short notice
We know this seems like we're quite hopeless.
We voted when watchin' White Lotus,
We both need to deal with our emotions
Let's get it all out in the open. Let it soak in.
I'm hopin' you won't leave me hangin' here chokin',
gropin' at my throat n' can't focus.
Won't this leave a mark where you're pokin'?
Feel like I'm preaching to the choir from this pulpit
I know I started this fire but you stoked it
"Oh Star, you're so cute when you're broken."
What!? I'm just quotin'.
Those are your words. Not mine.
Love you at your worst? That's fine.
What about me though? Toss me like a free throw.
Really mature, gaslight, rewind.
Are you smilin'? That's wild... but it's better than cryin'.
At least you're growin' a spine and
Never seen a cloud with a silver linin'
We break down
Ohh oh oh oh
Bet you think I look like a clown
Ohh oh oh oh
Well maybe both of you are right
Won't give up without a fight
So let's go another round
Be kind, Mister Therapist
I'm well aware you're pissed
So grab my hair and twist
I won't dare resist
He's lyin', Mister Therapist!
That guy is an emotional terrorist
Are you prepared for this
If you don't care, just quit
Ohhh ohh ohh
Mister Therapist
Ohhh ohh ohh
Mister Therapist
Woah! Let's tone it down now. Let's turn the sound down.
Don't want our fightin' to be heard around town.
No, we can't talk later. This fight's about how
we both found out we won't bow down. Wow...
I mean we can work this through.
Get back to who we were and how we used to do.
Got nothing to prove, unless we do.
Who knew the truth could be this cruel. Boo hoo...
If this is gonna be our last session
It's about time I make a new confession.
Start fessin' up. I've been messin' up
I'm guessin' he mentioned I've been stressin' us
I believe we're both narcissistic
You're the grease and I'm the spark that lit it
You're the tree and I'm the bark.
You're at sea lost in the dark.
"It's the police!"
Forget that part...
What's my line?
Ohh oh oh oh
Do we break up, or break the tie?
Ohh oh oh oh
Please tell me what I'm doing wrong
You are why I wrote this song
Doc, you gotta pick a side
Alright, Mister Therapist
Don't know how fair this is
My mind works very quick
And his is in his... foot
We're fine, Mister Therapist
We tend to share a bit
It's so hilairious
But there's some scary shit
Ohhh ohh ohh
Mister Therapist
Ohhh ohh ohh
Mister Therapist
We're both playin' therapist
and neither one has won
It's too late to dismiss
All the damage we've done
But we'll try, Mister Therapist
Ohhh ohh ohh
We'll get by, Mister Therapist
Ohhh ohh ohh
You can scratch our names off of your list
Ohhh ohh ohh
Bye bye
Mister Therapist
Bye bye, Mister Therapist
Bye bye, Mister Therapist