- Stogie T PTSD 歌詞
- Stogie T
- Verse 1
Rain trickling window pane whistling
Pain gripping me its cold but it aint Switzerland
I lay in a state brain fizzling away
Stay visiting the day chasing the sins away
With a bottle of Jack Daniels 8 feet away
And a lot back tracking I hate being this way
I hate being afraid when the thunder sounds like grinades
Floating back to 82 when we came under a raid
They coming to claim the brave when the army invade
Stray bullet from the AK made my momma a grave
I am hardly awake running in undergarments to spray
Harm me a Jake Regardless what leg and arm that it takes
Wake up in cold sweats apartment low rent
Dazed I cover my ears like hand free phone sets
Solitude devours this lowly war vet
Like Old women with no children and four pets
I go vex when people today protest
Like they aint got freedom but **** it
I know less
I know death and cold Steel from cold techs
And winter nights in prison locked in a cold cell
Boxed and so frail dropped to the floor stressed
scream the soul dressed in me got no self esteem hopeless to dream, low self esteem
Its hopeless to dream
Chorus
DONT BE ALARMED
OR PLAY HOLIER THN THOU
YOU DRINK OR SMOKE
IT GOES IN NY ARM
PICK YOUR MEDICINE
GOD! I WAS A SOLDIER BEFORE
NO GUNS BUT STILL CAUGHT IN THE WARS
PTSD!
NAH DONT PLAY HOLIER THAN THOU
YOU DRINK OR SMOKE
IT GOES IN NY ARM
PICK YOUR MEDICINE
GOD! I WAS A SOLDIER BEFORE
NO GUNS BUT STILL CAUGHT IN THE WARS
PTSD!
Verse 2
I know its a lot to swallow in a song
But whole volumes come along
And roll by with no result
And folks argue when they walk
Like dont bother me at all
I wont bother you, a job is all hunting for annoyed
When they front and floss at yours
Like Barbie dolls in malls
Walking close to walls Ive probably crossed the border
Of lost onto assault, the wars tortured result
The world dont give a ****
So I throw caution to dust
Rob most of their stuff
They all sow me erupt but dont call me a thug
I am just forced to get buck
And Pour salt in their mug start coughing it up
I am lifes nauseous stuff
A veteran, hero meddle with heroine needle peddling
And it get even better than medicine
People said that it settles evil lurking embedded deep in your shirt and the Medals mean shit in the end
Breathe again friend the fires roar close to your gut
It will cost you a heart just for you to shoulder the odds
But dont be alarmed I swear being sober is hard
One time I stayed a week without knowing a drop
No neddle pop, no weed, no pot, no illegal rocks
Two weeks of job hunting I am back on the streets sloshed
Have deranged, past that stage laugh at rage
Thats insane cast the flame, mastered pain
Memories flash the brain I collapse I am maimed
Chorus
DONT BE ALARMED
OR PLAY HOLIER THN THOU
YOU DRINK OR SMOKE
IT GOES IN NY ARM
PICK YOUR MEDICINE
GOD! I WAS A SOLDIER BEFORE
NO GUNS BUT STILL CAUGHT IN THE WARS
PTSD!
NAH DONT PLAY HOLIERTHAN THOU
YOU DRINK OR SMOKE
IT GOES IN NY ARM
PICK YOUR MEDICINE
GOD! I WAS A SOLDIER BEFORE
NO GUNS BUT STILL CAUGHT IN THE WARS
PTSD!
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