Letra de Pandemic PTSD
Panic attacks in the dentist car park
Losing my temper in a Jersey sports bar
Safe to say the twenties have been weird
Losing my temper in a Jersey sports bar
Safe to say the twenties have been weird
Dazed and confused in the morning after
A two-year slow-motion human disaster
T-shirt slogans to cover over the lockdown gut and the fear
It's not just you and it's not just me:
It's Pandemic PTSD
I'm haunted by a kind of mourning
For the life that we left in 2019
I know it wasn't perfect, but it's what I knew
Physically distanced, told we're in it together
But socially removed from our snickering bettеrs
Far too smart to abase themselvеs by following their own rules
And it's not just you and it's not just me
That has pandemic PTSD
One, two, three, four
Post-traumatic stress disorder
Is characterised by persistent trauma
Caused by severe psychological shock or else physical injury
And maybe I'm just being melodramatic
But I didn't use to be this agoraphobic
Or paralysed by decisions but also crushed by inactivity
And right about now some arsehole's going to say
That it's OK not to be OK
But we're way past that, and the conversation isn't done
And I won't keep calm, I won't carry on
Until it's OK to admit that I don't know how to feel
About the shit that we just lived through it was kind of a big deal
And one day it seemed like everybody decided
They were tired of trying and bored of hiding it
Ready for the next adventure, next news cycle, next catastrophe
And we stood in the wreckage trying not to claim
That we had more than our fair share of the pain
But we got punched in the dick for two straight years
And we can't move on that easily
It might not be you, but God knows it's us
That's still black and blue, bleeding in the dust
So I'll level with you if you'll bear with me
And my pandemic PTSD
A two-year slow-motion human disaster
T-shirt slogans to cover over the lockdown gut and the fear
It's not just you and it's not just me:
It's Pandemic PTSD
I'm haunted by a kind of mourning
For the life that we left in 2019
I know it wasn't perfect, but it's what I knew
Physically distanced, told we're in it together
But socially removed from our snickering bettеrs
Far too smart to abase themselvеs by following their own rules
And it's not just you and it's not just me
That has pandemic PTSD
One, two, three, four
Post-traumatic stress disorder
Is characterised by persistent trauma
Caused by severe psychological shock or else physical injury
And maybe I'm just being melodramatic
But I didn't use to be this agoraphobic
Or paralysed by decisions but also crushed by inactivity
And right about now some arsehole's going to say
That it's OK not to be OK
But we're way past that, and the conversation isn't done
And I won't keep calm, I won't carry on
Until it's OK to admit that I don't know how to feel
About the shit that we just lived through it was kind of a big deal
And one day it seemed like everybody decided
They were tired of trying and bored of hiding it
Ready for the next adventure, next news cycle, next catastrophe
And we stood in the wreckage trying not to claim
That we had more than our fair share of the pain
But we got punched in the dick for two straight years
And we can't move on that easily
It might not be you, but God knows it's us
That's still black and blue, bleeding in the dust
So I'll level with you if you'll bear with me
And my pandemic PTSD
