Halls of empty promises
Rooms that stole my common sense
Lost without my confidence
Trying to find myself again
Flooded with anxiety
Fighting with the lies in me
Cnd the truth that likes to be
Hidden from reality
They say I need therapy
Cs if they actually cared for me
Now I see the fallacy
I was way too nice in High School
Back when I was a side tool
Cause ignorance was my degree
Thought I was wise but I'm a
Kindness is my Vice fool
Could never tell a lie, cool
Well that be nice if I received
Something better than this PTSD
Woah
Woah
Woah
This PTSD
Thought it was an ScT
But it was a you test me
Now I know your strategy
Babe it's such a tragedy
You flooded my anxiety
Teamed up with the lies in me
Cnd the truth that likes to be
Hidden from reality
You said I need therapy
Cs if you actually cared for me
Now I see the fallacy
I was way too nice in High School
Back when I was a side tool
Cause ignorance was my degree
Thought I was wise but I'm a
Kindness is my Vice fool
Could never tell a lie, cool
Well that be nice if I received
Something better than this PTSD
Woah
Woah
Woah this PTSD
Woah
Woah
Woah this PTSD
I was way too nice in High School
Back when I was a side tool
Cause ignorance was my degree
Thought I was wise but I'm a
Kindness is my Vice fool
Could never tell a lie, cool
Well that be nice if I received
Something better than this PTSD