The Knockdown

I was on my back
Looking up towards a royal bliss
Down in the mouth
Feeling pretty bummed out

And my heart how it sank
Never rejoice from any praise
I swear I'm fine
My moods not big this time

As my head hits the grass
It's cool, everything is a mess
My mother freaking out in the backyard
Laid up from the knockdown

The knockdown

My attention seems misplaced
What the fuck is wrong with me
Asking for help
And you're reaching out

As my head hits the grass
It's cool, everything is a mess
My mother freaking out in the backyard
Laid up from the knockdown

Shine some light on me
My minds always on repeat
Shine some light on me
My minds always on repeat

I was on my back
Looking up towards a royal bliss