P.T.S.D.

Give me a pill
And ima show what's real
I'm counting bitches like bills
Soon I'll be counting in mills
I heard yo girl wanna feel
She want a piece of my meal
But I can't bother with another bitch
Move on to another bitch

P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me
P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me

Take my xans and
Shut myself out
In not who i was
Im nothing but a sellout
Took your love for granted
Im in hell now
All without you
Nothing but a shell now
Ive been sad like
4 5 months now
6 Or 7 times
Almost got up on that greyhound
Too many nights
I spent having break downs
You dont really love me
You just love my new sound

Give me a pill
And ima show what's real
I'm counting bitches like bills
Soon I'll be counting in mills
I heard yo girl wanna feel
She want a piece of my meal
But I can't bother with another bitch
Move on to another bitch

P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me
P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me

You won't die for me
You won't ride for me
You'll get high for me
You'll be fine with me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
I can't trust another fucking soul
That won't die for me
I'm crying for help
But nobody listens
I need someone else
That can see the difference
My mind's in a place
That nobody visits
So i'mma cry myself to sleep
When I die they'll fucking see

Give me a pill
And ima show what's real
I'm counting bitches like bills
Soon I'll be counting in mills
I heard yo girl wanna feel
She want a piece of my meal
But I can't bother with another bitch
Move on to another bitch

P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me
P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me

P-T-S-D
That shit really broke me
Tramadol and big checks
I just let the pen bleed
Sign away my soul
Just so you can be proud of me
Been down bad
So i stay where the clouds be
I know that you feel me
I know that you miss me
Good days gone
Spend the new ones in misery

P-T-S-D
From the love you gave me
I fucked up
And you won't be here to save me



Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Urbanowicz
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