Post-Concussionist

©℗ 2016 Vera Quijano / 5050songs Inc
Release Date: July 7, 2016
Produced by Demo My Song®
Lead Vocal: Sharon

Lyrics

Struggling, another tear rolls down my face
Screaming inside my world is spinning round and round
Please let me in or get me out of here
Strangers calling, no it’s voices in my head

Pounding and pressure fills my lifetime dragging on
So slow, nowhere to go from here
Constant burn and lightning strikes my brain
Damaged goods no longer have a name

Tossing, turning, why is it so loud in here?
Phantom mind, who am I? Where’d I go?
Away from home, too long vacation, La La Land
Poor lost soul, home is nowhere near

Flashing lights, demon visions, telling lies
Broken pieces, random faces, why the disguise?
Feeling down, isolated, where are my friends?
Say I look the same, well I’m not the same
Is this how it all ends?

Days confused, darkness every day and night
Watch man, off the sieve again, you’re on your own
No kiss goodnight
Emotions frozen, broken heart, no love for me tonight
I’m on my own again, walking dead alone
Why fight this fight?

Flashing lights, demon faces, telling lies, lies, lies
Broken pieces, blurry vision, why the tricks, why the disguise?
Feeling down, isolated, where are my friends? What friends?
Say I look the same, but I’m not the same
This hell, is there no end?
This hell, there is no end

Stop talking at me
Your words are loud and too fast
It’s not that I am dumb, I’m a post-concussionist

Stop talking at me
I’m trying my very best
I’m sorry my best’s not good enough for you
I’m just a post-concussionist

Nice to meet you, what’s your name again?
So sad, unsure what to do with this, can’t find my words to explain why
Have we met before? What’s your name again?
Impaired, afraid, no power like before
Excuse me just a minute, I think I’m going to cry

Never mind, did you smell the roses or see that sky?
Well I felt that sky, I’m the lucky one
Post-concussionist, all I can do is strive
And private message from above, I’ll soon see the light
Still alone, but no longer lonely
One day I’ll win this fight
I’m gonna win this fight

Stop talking at me
Please try to be considerate
I can see you just don’t understand that I’m a post-concussionist

Stop talking at me
Please just stop
The overwhelm, it’s keeping me down because I’m a post-concussionist

Patience please, while he restoreth my soul to keep
Or to take away, I need to rest
Rebirth in progress, I’m a post-concussionist