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Bruised
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Bruised was released on February 7, 2025 by Fleeting Confidence as a part of the album Where I'm At
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Release DateFebruary 7, 2025
LabelFleeting Confidence
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christien Kurtz
Christien Kurtz
Guitar
Gabe Perez
Gabe Perez
Background Vocals
Danny Vasquez
Danny Vasquez
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christien Kurtz
Christien Kurtz
Songwriter
Gabe Perez
Gabe Perez
Songwriter
Danny Vasquez
Danny Vasquez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christien Kurtz
Christien Kurtz
Producer

Lyrics

Unsure of the face in the mirror
Got it backwards
In the sock drawer
The echoes rest, a reminder
Withered and tattered
But I keep going and going and going and going and gone
Possibilities tossed in the backyard
Paranorman left his ghosts in the lawn
I know that you know
That I keep thinking and thinking and thinking until I'm blue
Tunnel vision and my eyes are on you
On you
Say I'm a waste of space, nothing left to lose
I'm broken, I'm holding on, but I'm bruised
It's always back and forth between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out on the countertop
Now I'm broken and holding on, but I'm bruised
And you are too
How can I wake up
(Can I wake up)
Every day
(Staring at death)
Staring at death
(In the face)
Right in front of me
(Right in front of me)
Just out of reach
Slipping with nothing to hold on to
How can I wake up
(Can I wake up)
Every day
(Staring at death)
Staring at death
(In the face)
Right in front of me
(Right in front of me)
Just out of reach
Cloudy vision blocks the way to bright skies
How can I wake up
(Can I wake up)
Every day
(Staring at death)
Staring at death
(In the face)
Right in front of me
(Right in front of me)
Just out of reach
You spit in my face
You spit in my face
You spit in my face
(How can I wake up every day)
There's a million things to do
(Staring at death in the face)
And a million reasons not to
(Right in front of me)
So you keep slamming the door
You slam the door
You slam the door
Say I'm a waste of space, nothing left to lose
I'm broken, I'm holding on, but I'm bruised
It's always back and forth between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out on the countertop
Now I'm broken and holding on, but I'm bruised
(How can I wake up every day)
There's a million things to do
(Staring at death in the face)
And a million reasons not to
(Right in front of me)
So you keep slamming the door
You slam the door
You're slamming
(How can I wake up every day)
There's a million things to do
(Staring at death in the face)
And a million reasons not to
(Right in front of me)
So you keep slamming the door
You slam the door
You're slamming
Say I'm a waste of space, nothing left to lose
I'm broken, I'm holding on, but I'm bruised
It's always back and forth between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out on the countertop
Now I'm broken and holding on, but I'm bruised
And you are too
And you are too
Written by: Christien Kurtz, Danny Vasquez, Gabe Perez
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