Текст песни PTSD - Stalking Gia

Old days, sunny in the state
In your 1968, driving to infinity
You want the moon, I'll lasso it to you
Shining on the hood like a fantasy

From my heart to my head
To my hands, through my fingertips
From the dark in my bed in my skin

Scenes that repeat, PTSD
I only remember the beautiful things
Cold sweat, high heat, PTSD
I only remember the beautiful things

Old nights, swimming in the skies
Bathing in the lights, looking up the down below
How you could melt the avenue
Street lights burning blue when you're out to glow

What's a fire, I forget
In the end I would let you slip through the dark
In my bed, in my skin

Scenes that repeat, PTSD
I only remember the beautiful things
Cold sweat, high heat, PTSD

Emotional, motion sickness
I think I'm caving in
Can't let my memories win

Torn apart but my mind's with the stars, with the universe
Can't let go of the high of our hearts, of the way it hurt

Scenes that repeat, PTSD
I only remember the beautiful things
Cold sweat, high heat, PTSD
I only remember the beautiful things
Scenes that I need, PTSD
I only remember the beautiful things

Remember me, PTSD