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