PTSD Radio

(Verse 1) In the rhythm's sway, hear my anthem play, Echoing through the night, a secret we say. In lovers' eyes, are we just a tale told? Or do they see the closeness, a bond we hold? Baby, gaze into my eyes, This is the best of our skies. No one else can paint this view, As the radio spins, turning fresh and new. (Chorus) A rush of blood, a rising spine, It's Black Friday, where shadows intertwine. Love's demise, yet we still try, It's Black Friday, beneath the night's sigh. (Post-Chorus) You and I, in the moon's soft glow, Waiting for your light to show. Breathing life into our highs and lows, High! High! Let our spirits flow. (High! High! High!) (verse 1) Hunting for my skin I think I got lost in the middle, in between I had to be kind and love who I could, but I was lying that I couldn't see I got lost in mind Can't see the truth, i am blind Baby, look into my eyes, This is the best version of our skies, No one else could paint this hue, As the radio spins, turning over, anew (Chorus) A rush of blood, a strengthening spine, It's Black Friday, the shadows entwine, Love's demise, yet another try, It's Black Friday, beneath the night's sigh. (Post-Chorus) You and I, beneath the moon's soft glow, Can't wait to see your light aglow. Breathing life into our highs and lows, High! High! Let our spirits flow (Post-Chorus) You and I, beneath the moon's soft glow, Can't wait to see your light aglow. Breathing life into our highs and lows, High! High! Let our spirits flow (brigde) we're close, but not that way (please don't runaway, don't runaway) Should I left you? Chase my way (If I runaway, If I runaway) There's so much that i wanna say But, we're not close in thay way Please, don't runaway, don't runaway