Trauma Trigger Lyrics

You'll be on the back of my mind

And I'll be making money

Won't be laughing anymore

You won't think that I'm funny now

I think my stash is running out

Desperate's just a state of mind

I guess I need more money

Won't be feeling reassured

Until I get some honey, how?

I haven't got it figured out

Waking up in the morning

Dripping in a pile of sweat

Feeling like my feelings are pouring

Smoke a little just to forget

If I'm being really honest

There's a lot of shit that I said

That I will have to bury

In my stomach full of regret

Signals come my way all day

But I'm so blind I don't see

Slippery hands can't catch a break

I guess the glove just don't fit now

I guess I miss the past somehow

Waking up in the morning

Dripping in a pile of sweat

Feeling like my feelings are pouring

Smoke a little just to forget

If I'm being really honest

There's a lot of shit that I said

That I will have to bury

In my stomach full of regret

Smoke a little just to forget

Dripping in a pile of sweat

Smoke a little just to forget

Waking up in the morning

Dripping in a pile of sweat

Feeling like my feelings are pouring

Smoke a little just to forget

If I'm being really honest

There's a lot of shit that I said

That I will have to bury

In my stomach full of regret