Bruised (demo)

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Fleeting Confidence

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Unsure of the face in the mirror
Got it backwards
In the sock drawer, the echoes rest a reminder
Withered and tattered

But I keep goin and goin and goin and goin and gone
Possibilities tossed in the backyard
Paranorman left his ghosts in the lawn
And I know that you know that

That I keep thinkin and thinkin and thinkin till I'm blue
Tunnel vision and my eyes are on you
On you

Say I'm a waste of space
Nothin left to lose

I'm broken I'm holding on
But I'm bruised

It's always back and forth
Between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out
On the countertop
And now I'm broken and holdin' on
But I'm bruised
And you are too

How can I wake up
(Can I wake up)
Every day

Staring at death
(Starin' at death)
In the face

Right in front of me
(Right in front of me)
Just out of reach

Slipping with nothing to hold on to

How can I wake up
(Can I wake up)
Every day

Staring at death
(Starin' at death)
In the face

Right in front of me
(Right in front of me)
Just out of reach

Cloudy vision blocks the way to bright skies

How can I wake up
(Can I wake up)
Every day

Staring at death
(Starin at death)
In the face

Right in front of me
(Right in front of me)
Just out of reach

You spit in my face
You spit in my face
You spit in my face

(How can I wake up every day)
There's a million things to do
(Staring at death in the face)
And a million reasons not to
(Right in front of me)
So you keep slamming the door
You slam the door
You slam the door

Say I'm a waste of space
Nothin left to lose
I'm broken I'm holding on
But I'm bruised
It's always back and forth
Between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out
On the countertop
And now I'm broken and holdin' on
But I'm bruised

(How can I wake up every day)
There's a million things to do
(Staring at death in the face)
And a million reasons not to
(Right in front of me, just out of reach)
So you keep slamming the door
You slam the door
You're slamming

(How can I wake up every day)
There's a million things to do
(Staring at death in the face)
And a million reasons not to
(Right in front of me, just out of reach)
So you keep slamming the door
You slam the door
You're slamming

Say I'm a waste of space
Nothin left to lose
I'm broken I'm holding on
But I'm bruised
It's always back and forth
Between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out
On the countertop
And now I'm broken and holdin' on
But I'm bruised
And you are too

And you are too

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