Ptsd (Post Touring Singer'S Depression)
Marvelous 3
3:08I carry this old lighter in my pocket Even though I haven't smoked since young But I still like to light up other's cigarettes Sometimes I just do it for fun Maybe it's the sound of their first exhale Maybe it's the smell that soothes my soul There's calmness in completing someone's craving now Since I lost all my self control Yeah, I lost every bit of my control I'm growing all my hair out just for the summer Take it back to 1989 A cooler full of bad beer and seats for Metallica I remember everything was fine Everything was perfectly fine All of my youth falls off my shoulder Washes away into the sea All of it wasted getting older So this bar is where I'll be