Bad Day Ballad

I could tell a hundred different stories bout an adverse setting

The feeling of a man’s first weapon

The ceiling of the bottom floor room, never seen white speckles

It’s evil when they hyde like jekyll

If bending over backwards still ain’t make the last day special

It hurts when the back pain gets you

And that came with you when you showed up sho’nuff

Tried to keep it pushing

But the past ain’t let you

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

Swing swing swords, that’s a metaphor

Never more clean things sworn worth a settle

Core feelings always bring sing song revelations

I’ve been battling with strong separation reflex

There ain’t a place for me yet, but still I'm placing these bets

Pure hope

I can feel it tween the therapy sessions and sore throats, and dry eyes

The brink of the collapsing

And lord knows how we made it

Still developing patience when war close

The seat is at the table

Used to wonder how could I go on?

They gon throw me out if I show brawn

Every side of a person can serve a purpose, when the light show gone

If you don’t do it

Who gon write those songs?

Nobody got the perspective except the reckless, that’s the truth of the matter

I'ma take it off the roof if I have to, to make it work

They done let me off the leash, and the leap I'ma take first

Being happy and tripping the same hurt

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad

I could muster up the soul to stay afloat, stay balanced

Or sing another bad day ballad