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letra de ptsd - dax

[intro]
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i was walkin’ home on a sunday
i was walkin’ home on a sunday
i was walkin’ home on a sunday
i was walkin’ home on a sunday

[verse]
and i’m not lookin’ back
but i’m not looking forward
to anything in my life ’cause it never liked me
i can’t sleep ’cause i don’t know what’s inside me
the devil’s demons haunt and do divide me
and i think i’m over it
so i won’t stop walkin’
if told you the story, bet you wouldn’t believe
not sure i should feel a sigh of relief
he got them, but he didn’t get me
but for some odd reason, i don’t feel free
so now what?
this pain is too much
the screams of the people make music in my head and to listеn’s too tough
so i must
wipe my mind of everything i saw in that church
supprеss all these feelings even though that they hurt
i don’t understand how you could let this happen
god, i wanna know why you even let that man on earth
i believe that this life is by you and whatever you choose is the best
i believe in the choices you make, even though they may hurt and affect
i’m just human, i don’t understand you, i know you are very complex
what should i go do next? my thought cannot connect
my ptsd shakes me and leaves me depressed
in the back of my mind, there’s a place that i know full of sorrow
when i think of those times, my anxiety fills what is hollow
i don’t know when it’ll go away
but i hope it’ll go away
i just pray i feel better when i sleep and wake up tomorrow
left foot, right foot, keep walkin’
left foot, right foot, keep walkin’
don’t look back, your past is hauntin’
demons creeping, always stalking
in that church i got down crawling
couldn’t not stop my eyes from balling
children screaming, bodies falling
keeps on shooting, bullets hawking
some one help us, please just stop him
why’s he laughing, he’s been plotting
says “get up”, i hear death calling
i stood up and started walking
we locked eyes and he was smiling
shot himself, i saw him dying
adrenaline was in my system, i couldn’t stop, i had to go
but i just knew that if i made it, i’d get out and praise the lord
now i’m walkin’ on this sunday, and i just hope i make it home
[outro]
i was walkin’ home on a sunday
i was walkin’ home on a sunday
i was walkin’ home on a sunday
i was walkin’ home on a sunday

- dax

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