Oz Powell, Oz and The Kryds - Mockingbird

I saw a Mockingbird
Asked it what it had heard
Turns out she knew him too
"Fuck me, what did you do?
Did she have a gun?
Was she your first one?
How did her knuckles taste?
Did she come? What a waste"
"Don't start crying
'Bet you're lying
Fucking whining
Start subsiding"
"Don't start crying,
'Bet you're lying
Fucking whining
Start subsiding"
I'm thick, you're sick
I laugh, you lick
I'll do, you're through
Can't come? Try to
Don't blame, you're lame
It's all the same
You scream, I'm mean
She said, I'm dead
PTSD, PTSD
PTSD, PTSD
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Liar, liar, no desire
Liar, liar, build a pyre
Liar, liar, I'm on fire
PTSD, PTSD
PTSD, PTSD
"Don't start crying
Don't start crying
Don't start crying
Don't start crying"

Written by:
Oscar Powell

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