You know it's on you
Life is dripping from your eyes
It's making you blue
And it's burning down your thighs
I can't lie again in your ear
Still you want to me to
Post Party Stress Disorder
Post Party Disorder
Post Party Stress Disorder
Post Party Disorder
You know it's on you
Send paper down your throat
Nothing you can do
But count your coins and get your coat
A quart of dry ices in your eyes
Still you want to me to
Post Party Stress Disorder
Post Party Disorder
Post Party Stress Disorder
Post Party Disorder
Post Party Stress Disorder
Post Party Disorder
Post Party Stress Disorder
Post Party Disorder.
