paroles de chanson P.T.S.D. - The Thought

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Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D. so please take some drugs!

Politicking polished writtens while I'm polyp ridden
Popping prisms in the posh prison where Podrick hitting
Pornographic pressure, Porsche's pack a lever for the pleasure
Prop the addict predator, push a sack of pepper, white as the prepsters
The trifling tenant, too hype for the tension, ten men toting their "thing"
The troublesome tangent, the Tekken and tendons, tethered by strings
The tepid Tamagotchi, the Tennisman who got the thimble full of talkie
The tested Toms and Ozzies, the temperament you got me, tingling for toppy
The sacrificial Samson sigil, sack Sacramento with the simpletons
Sad and sadder signals, standing with the symbol, sport stilettos for the stints
Son of soccer moms, seen the siren's song, sent to set the sights to sky
Summits shocked by bombs, scene of silent strong, settled on the set to strive
The dogmatic dissident, dawned that it isn't shit, dominated distances
Dilapidated diligence, descent of Don difference, dependent on the dimmer-switch
Depraved and demonic, degraded and Teutonic, doppelganger dance
Delayed from the chronic, deflated and de-toxic, dock your dated damned
Please take some drugs

Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
Please take some drugs
You got P.T.S.D., so
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