bruised

hook
i'm bruised i've lost my honor
confused i've got no answer
i grew w/o a father
who knew i'd lose my mother
it's true i'm blue, it's cool i'm gonna
move and groove por la lamba

verse:
u might think that i'm strange, just call me funky
hate gettin chased by these hungry monkeys
fall from the family tree, kick it by the trunk
just let me rot away, stink like a skunk
1, 2 - fall away from the bunch
3, 4 - become someone's lunch
i want to step out of my skin
inevitably yellow the pigment i'm in
so peel my outer layer just let me blend
with your smoothie or your cereal, just let me swim
is life just a game that i can never win?
when will my existence truly begin?
am i a good ingredient and dietary supplement
or just an allergy to get your stomach upset again
- causing infections in the walls of your intestine
and esophagus' tenements, destined for digesting

don't push me too hard, i might start rotting
u might think i'm over-reacting
but i try my best to stay sweet

the world around me grows bitter
but i heard there's grace for a sinner
so i try my best to stay sweet
but i'm bruised...

Category:

Music

Tags:

• bruised
• jonathought
• jd47
• unhrdv
• original
• eperimental
• jazz
• acoustic
• music
• guitar
• baby
• aiden
• jaeson
• lee
• okec
• jam