Bruise Lyrics

Oliver Pinder Bruise

Sat in the train station, I remember your storys
You told me about all the things you do
Your friend sat next to me with proof of no glorie
With the bruises to prove that he'd been with you

You took his soul away

Oh, as people look at him
They see your marks upon his skin
He told me about how he didn't win
When you stuck the pin right in

You made the water flow down his chin
You threw his life in the tin
Is there any point of telling his story
He just happened to be your quarry

You took his soul away

Oh, as people look at him
They see your marks upon his skin
He told me about how he didn't win
When you stuck the pin right in

Make him scream x4

Oh, as people look at him
They see your marks upon his skin
He told me about how he didn't win
When you stuck the pin right in