Bruised from Bruised by Saint Elliott

Hey mon ami,
I've got a thing or two to say,
won't you listen to me?
that's ok, I'm used to it now

My mind's a Rubik's cube
There's a reward if you can solve it,
here's my life too
Drowning out the sound's always been easy
A different kind of a misfit

I've fallen so many times, I'm bruised
Nothing a bandaid can fix,
feelings gone overused
este es el camino de la vida (x2)

My mind's a Rubik's cube
There's a reward if you can solve it,
here's my life too
Drowning out the sound's always been easy
A different kind of a misfit

Homegrown, West Coast,
Fire-burnt leaves, falling from the trees
At least I know, I'm not bruised,
better confused

• Alternative
• Pop
• alternative pop
• bedroom pop
• dream pop
• singer-songwriter
• Oregon