Bruised

Alarm clock greets me like a kick to the head Stare at the ceiling can't get outa this bed I can't 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