Bruised

Alarm clock greets me like a kick to the head

stare at the ceiling cant get outa this bed

I cant feel my breakfast, my tongue lost its taste

Another insignificant day gone to waste

But I could make a change for the better today

The worlds in my hand I can mould it my way

Nothing to gain, next to nothing to lose

Mornings a hit and the day is the bruise

If I wake up tomorrow with a smile on my face

Its cause Ive finally accepted this world that I have

to embrace

Days full of drama, of laughs and of cries

Things can get tough when youre fighting a war from

both sides

So take off your helmet, and put down your gun

Take a step back, take time out have some fun

But you could make a change for the better today

The worlds in your hands you can mould it your way

Nothing to gain, next to nothing to lose

Mornings a hit and the day is the bruise

If I wake up tomorrow with a smile on my face

Its cause Ive finally accepted this world that I have

to embrace

Livin in a war zone, battered and confused

Things can get tough can get tough when your bruised,

bruised, bruised.

Nothing to gain, next to nothing to lose

Mornings a hit and the day is the bruise

If I wake up tomorrow with a smile on my face

Its cause Ive finally accepted this world that I have

to embrace