Olivver the Kid - The Colour Bruise

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I’ll take a shot to the face
If you wanted me to
I’ll be the colour bruise
I’ll drink my worries away, hah
If you want me to
I’ll be the colour bruise
A rosary devoted to
Misery, and it’s all for you
The colour bruise
I put myself on display
It helps me think of you
I’ll be the colour bruise
I’ll wrap my skin to your faith
It helps me think of you
I’ll be the colour bruise
A rosary devoted to
Misery, and it’s all for you
The colour bruise
You write my words on your neck
You got nothing to lose
When you’re the color bruise
A rosary devoted to
Misery, and it’s all for you
A rosary devoted to
Misery, and it’s all for you
The colour bruise