Bruise - HVOB

Forgive me what i‘ve said was not the truth

Forgive me it was easier to move

Away from all the things that we have built

It all remains it doesn‘t change a thing

The price i have to pay is my own pain

Maybe it will never go away

It is done and now you can move on

Panic as my head pounds in the sun

It‘s the hardest thing to choose

What to keep and what to lose

It‘s the hardest thing to prove

Do i stay or do i bruise

I am blocking beats for you

But your wound shines through