Bruises

Want to be protected
Look forward to a future
I take off the ring and run
Wanting to be held not crushed
Wake up and it’s quiet
She only hears herself breathe
Thinking of herself for once
In somebody else’s dreams

Make excuses for the bruises
Take away the noise

Chorus
Don’t hear the voice
Freedom of choice
A new city
New life for me (excuse, bruises)

Those tears will turn to anger
The tension will be running high
Time to escape the world
Of wasted years and a fake smile

Hide away from the world
The tales of a scared girl
She won’t live here anymore (excuses and bruises)