Jackie Dope - P.T.S.D.

One thing I know
I’ve seen you before and I
Think that you should
Stay right here by my side
Bang, bang my head up against the wall
Had the dial tone with no one to call
Thinking of a new place I could go unfold myself
Origami heart
Put it with the others on the shelf
Blowing in the wind, is a leaf
That just fell from a tree
With it’s roots running deep
On a mountain side, steep
Where it grew, from a seed
There was her, there was he
And that soon became three
And that third, that was me
Travelled baron deserts
Looking for some buried treasure
Things been severed with machetes
I held closest like a teddy
Ocean never steady
Armageddon, bombs fell on the levies
If it was meant to kill me
I woulda been dead already
Here you are in my deck of cards
Queen in my face
Stirring from a dream
My past I can’t erase
In your hand is a case with all the hope I misplaced
But step thru this metal detector
Just in case
One thing I know
I’ve seen you before and I
Think that you should
Stay right here by my side
Run away, run away, run away
Don’t run away, run away run away
You got a good thing goin’
P.T.S.D. from all the explosions
Roller coaster the top
Anticipating the drop
I done took me some shots
Seen some wood turn to rot
Kept some rolled in my sock
For when I was out kicking rocks
Got some shake from the shocks
I’ve kicked down doors that were locked
I’ve been fixed on the plot
I done stirred up on the pot
I burnt my hand it was hot
I carved me out my own spot
If I was a horse in the race
I’d bet on me with the bank
Running over land mines
Or sit stuck in a bunker that’s safe
I got one, two, three things I’d like to learn about you
Give it three, two, one chance before I start to doubt you
From the first time we were close I knew my arms were stuck around you
Give you something different than all of these people that surround you
Bombs go boom
Always true
Bombs go boom
True to you
One thing I know
I’ve seen you before and I
Think that you should
Stay right here by my side
Run away, run away, run away
Don’t run away, run away run away
You got a good thing goin
P.T.S.D. from all the explosions

Written by:
Aaron Godfrey

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