Текст песни The Colour Bruise - Olivver the Kid

I′ll take a shot to the face
If you want me to, I'll be the colour bruise
I′ll drink my worries away
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′ll put myself on display
It helps me think of you, I′ll be the colour bruise
I'll wrap my skin to your face
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, oh
Does that mean something to you? When you′re the colour bruise
You write my words on your neck
You got nothing to lose when you're the colour bruise

A rosary devoted to misery
And it′s all for

A rosary devoted to misery
And it's all for you
The colour bruise