War Field
My next check go to my Rent
I'm filling all these money Orders and press Sent
Looks like all my money Just up and went
Ain't that some shit
Because I work like a bitch
I get sad if you don't say Bless you when I sneeze
When I'm sad all I do is Smoke me some weed
But I'm down and alone When There's no one else To smoke all I feel is that I Might choke
On the pressure of the World and the silence of My girl
I can't deal with the way She up and left me in a Whirl
I'm depressed and I'm Stressed I ain't feeling my Best and I'm damn sure Feeling suicidal I confess
My mind is a war field Battling scars
I'm broken and I'm beaten Down but I am too hard
To punk out like a little Bitch I'm trying to go far
Give me some support While I shuffle my cards
Tell me that you love me That I'm nothing like the Rest
That all you want to do is See me living my best
Life with you by my side I Know I can't stress
This enough that I want You baby don't want Nothing less
I'm empty when you're Gone and there's nothing You can say
To get me out my mind And how I'm feeling that Way
All I do is sit and wait and Watch and count the days
Till you come back to me For good I hope you will Stay
I'm filling all these money Orders and press Sent
Looks like all my money Just up and went
Ain't that some shit
Because I work like a bitch
I get sad if you don't say Bless you when I sneeze
When I'm sad all I do is Smoke me some weed
But I'm down and alone When There's no one else To smoke all I feel is that I Might choke
On the pressure of the World and the silence of My girl
I can't deal with the way She up and left me in a Whirl
I'm depressed and I'm Stressed I ain't feeling my Best and I'm damn sure Feeling suicidal I confess
My mind is a war field Battling scars
I'm broken and I'm beaten Down but I am too hard
To punk out like a little Bitch I'm trying to go far
Give me some support While I shuffle my cards
Tell me that you love me That I'm nothing like the Rest
That all you want to do is See me living my best
Life with you by my side I Know I can't stress
This enough that I want You baby don't want Nothing less
I'm empty when you're Gone and there's nothing You can say
To get me out my mind And how I'm feeling that Way
All I do is sit and wait and Watch and count the days
Till you come back to me For good I hope you will Stay
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Writer(s): Kirstie Simon
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