From the recording Pocket Hang Glider
Violence and suffering can cycle through generations.
Lyrics
PTSD
My baby’s got PTSD you know she got it in the land of the free
My baby’s got PTSD you know she got it in the land of the free
My baby’s got, my baby’s got, PTSD
Now she didn’t fight in a war but her daddy he fought in four
She didn’t fight in a war but her daddy he fought in four
Four tours in Vietnam in the Marine Corps
Now we all got a little PTSD you know we got it from the five o’clock news
Feeding on our hate and fears and telling us the end is near, telling us the end is near
Her brothers got PTSD you know he got it in Afghanistan
Defusing IED’s and tracking down the Taliban
He moved to LA and bought himself a big Trans am
PTSD PTSD PTSD PTSD
My baby’s got my baby’s got PTSD
She’s got a prescription for weed you know she always gives me what I need
She’s got a prescription for weed you know she always give me what I need
My baby got my bays got PTSD
Her daddy’s got seven veins that pop out of his skull
Her daddy’s got seven veins watch them pop out of his skull
He’s gotta take a handful of pills just to feel normal
Now we all got a little PTSD you know we got it from the Facebook page
Filling our minds up with lies and filling our hearts with rage filing our hearts with rage
PTSD PTSD PTSD in the land of the free
My baby’s got, my baby’s got PTSD