Miss Me With That

Miss me with that bullshit
I got PTSD, you a fuckin trauma tourist
Miss me with that bullshit
This ain’t what you want
This ain’t what you want
This ain’t what you want

Gathered to the darkness to find their light
I saw the worst with my own fuckin eyes
Thoughts and prayers fall on deaf ears again
God got a sick, sick, sick sense of humour, I guess
Crashed out again and again, barely left a dent
Unbreakable, such a curse to such a broken man

Fuck it

Miss me with that bullshit
I got PTSD, you a fuckin trauma tourist
Miss me with that bullshit
This ain’t what you want
This ain’t what you want
This ain’t what you want

Death comes in threes, so do my tattooed tears
Become accustomed to the hell that I'm living in
Death strikes fear in the hearts of men
For me, living is the cruel & unusual punishment
Crashed out again, shit, it barely left a dent
Unbreakable, such a curse to such a broken Man

Fuck it

You run your mouth
You out of pocket
Think you the plug
Shit, guess we must be the socket
You run your mouth
I'm screaming fuck it
Don’t test your luck
You better bet your
Bottom dollar on me

Miss me with that bullshit
I got PTSD to you fuckin trauma tourist
Miss me with that bullshit
Don’t test your luck
You better bet your
Bottom dollar on me

Miss me with that bullshit
I got PTSD, you a fuckin trauma tourist
Miss me with that bullshit
This ain’t what you want
This ain’t what you want
This ain’t what you want