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PTSD
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PTSD è stato pubblicato il 18 febbraio 2022 da Outlast Records come parte dell'album PTSD - Single
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Data di uscita18 febbraio 2022
EtichettaOutlast Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM78

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JordyPurp
JordyPurp
Lead Vocals
FEVER 333
FEVER 333
Performer
Jason Aalon Butler
Jason Aalon Butler
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JordyPurp
JordyPurp
Songwriter
Jason Aalon Butler
Jason Aalon Butler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Jones
Zach Jones
Producer

Testi

Yeah, it all began when I was 'bout the age of six
Dad went to the store and now I haven't seen him since
Then when I was nine another man into the mix
Almost slit his throat because I saw him hit his bitch
This is just the surface of the things I can't forget
You look into my eyes and it's all pain and suffering
And I could kill myself but I don't wanna try again
I'm only still alive 'cause I have tolerance to Fent
I am everything they try to be
You can jock the swag but it looks way better on me
Now it's Gucci on my ass and on my joggers, on my feet
And I don't leave the house without my blade or twenty three
And I hate it all this trauma in my head
Walls are closing in, I wanna paint 'em all with red
Think I made it, a diamond noose around my neck
Everything I wanted but I still wanna be dead
Listen to your words 'cause I swear it ain't never gonna be
Any worse than the hurt I've already done to me
I'm a man on a mission to outrun eternity
I got fans but still feel like ain't nobody heard of me
If I die, will you cry for this rapper life
He was married to game but he couldn't find a wife
We would put up with this shit since he rather would commit
Suicide than be caught dead in a real relationship
I am everything they try to be
You can jock the swag but it looks way better on me
Now it's Gucci on my ass and on my joggers, on my feet
And I don't leave the house without my blade or twenty three
And I hate it all this trauma in my head
Walls are closing in, I wanna paint 'em all with red
Think I made it, a diamond noose around my neck
Everything I wanted but I still wanna be dead
This is just the surface of the things I can't forget
You look into my eyes and it's all pain and suffering
And I could kill myself but I don't wanna try again
I'm only still alive 'cause I have tolerance to Fent
Will anybody help? Will anybody help?
Will anybody help? Will anybody help?
Will anybody help? Will anybody help?
I'm used to life alone so I'll just do it by myself
Will anybody help? Will anybody help?
Will anybody help? Will anybody help?
Will anybody help? Will anybody help?
I'm used to life alone so I'll just do it by myself
Written by: Jason Aalon, JordyPurp
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