It's simple really...I pick up my guitar, spill my guts and soul into a song i create on acoustic guitar, I pick up my phone, record it, and post it...these son
Caught in crossfire my heart, beats itself to death
then bleeds with regret
Best what's left never said, take it as a loss
hope soon I'll forget
All the trauma abused me and I
Absorbed it all with a smile
Massive beatings left unrecognized
I smile yet so traumatized
Get me up on the helm, the slums where I rebelled
Is how I excelled
Make your way to my dirt chamber grave, watch me fire away
Name etched this tombstone engraved
All the trauma abused me and I
Absorbed it all with a smile
Massive beatings left unrecognized
I smile yet so traumatized
Your sentiments and bullshit your vanity saved,
From masses of people with egos that caved when I gunned on to them these words of disgrace
When it began to fall for them, oh they need you now but where were they when you needed them
Ask them where they disappeared to and where they have been
Funny how it changes in times of despair
Just remember who was there, no one cared when you were left alone to burn fucked up and scared
Glad i didn't leave words left unsaid
Brand them inside of your head
All the trauma abused me and I
Absorbed it all with a smile
Massive beatings left unrecognized
I smile yet so traumatized
