Set a day for a thing or two to say
I cant stay where Ive got to go
Turn around, pick your fingers from the ground
I cant see what Ive got to show Oh you dress me up in bruises
If I whisper to you all of my excuses Well I work for my living and the marks are on my face right now
Ill get through somehow
I work to be forgiven with the battles on my hands right now
Ill get through somehow Anytime with a thousand reasons why
I cant stand where Im going to fall
Forty fives for a burning to survive
I cant walk where Ive got to crawl And your friends all think youre so damn cute
Everybodys just a parrot in a suit Yes I work for my living and the marks are on my face right now
Ill get through somehow
I work to be forgiven with the battles on my hands right now
Ill get through somehow I cant just go on waiting
Trying to push the same thing away Yes I work for my living and the marks are on my face right now
Ill get through somehow
I work to be forgiven with the battles on my hands right now
Ill get through somehow