PTSD Spells MIA
No one understands- I can't sleep at night
When I close my eyes, I see firefights
I can't drink enough- to kill these memories
I can't stop this brain- no matter what I do to me
This PTSD, spell it MIA
Well I Made it back, not back all the way
Living in this world, out of uniform
Someone changed the rules
Man my soul got torn
This PTSD, spell it MIA
Just a body bag, with no KIA
This PTSD, spell it MIA
Time to face the facts
There's a debt to pay
This PTSD, spell it MIA
Well we made it back
Not back all the way
Words and Music by Wes Hamil
c 2008 Wes Hamil
p 2008 Babamuse ASCAP