Clawhammer Mike - Trauma Junkies Lyrics

Choose your own trauma, which one will be told
It's the flavor of the month, yes, that's what sold
Trauma junkies like me, we flock to the scene
We'll be on the cover of trauma magazine
I didn't understand the long term repercussions
Of seeing the things you can't unsee
And sometimes the things that stay in your head
Aren't even the worst thing that you've seen
Took over this house for homeless youth
While I was there I befriended a blind woman
Told her I would watch out for her
But when the cops came
She resisted arrest
They didn't know she was blind
They beat her so bad while I was shouting at them
I still feel like let her down
And sometimes the things that stay in your head
Aren't even the worst thing that you've seen
I heard the screaming, I ran to the scene
A man was running away
A woman was lying in the street
I held onto her, her face so bloody
I lied to her, told her she was ok
When the ambulance came, they took her away
I've never saw her again
And sometimes the things that stay in your head
Aren't even the worst thing that you've seen
And sometimes the things that stay in your head
Aren't even the worst thing that you've seen