Corners, Dan Bull - Hidden lyrics
Daniel “Dan” Bull
[Corners, Dan Bull - Hidden lyrics]
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When it comes to my health
I've been pretty lucky
But luck doesn't last forever
I need to look after myself better
My body cannot reject these chemicals
At this rate of consumption
I'm thirty and feel I'm failing to function
But how do you change the ways of a drunked
These bags under my eyes tell a
Sorry tale of a sunk ship
Studying footprints made when I crushed tins
And not before as I suffer in
The wake of a drug binge
They say some things really
Should have been mentioned
It's just too deep
But that's me and such is depression
Because just as well
When their sympathy wouldn't help
And I'm inspired to get up when seeing
My dude Goodman deal with his epilepsy
Never should let it stress me
But Nick had a heart attack at just 26
Man this life thing is getting heavy
It's gonna catch up with me sometime
And old age hasn't been very
Kind to my bloodline
You see, it isn't all sunshine, never assume
That people aren't going through living
Hell 'cause they look fine simple and plain
If it wasn't for their medication
The several mates of mine might
Not be living today
I thank mans progression for
These visual aids
This goes out to my guide in light, my star
Always looking out for others
And she even gifted me my heart
There's two types of people in life
Those that suffer in silence
Screaming inside
And those that need to take a
Few along for the ride and she's the first
Never wanting to bring worry and strife
Suffering with constant pain that
Doesn't let up
Never resting on laurels, never resting it up
With the brittle bone syndrome
Holding us down still, holding my daughter
Still soldiering up
Certain things being going on long
I'm just finding out now and
I'm finding it odd
There's so much more, where do I start?
Such a daily inspiration to
Keep going it hard, it's ma'
There's a weight to carry every
Second that I'm conscious
A hidden illness making people think
I may be bonkers
In a society where seeing is believing
There rarely seems to be belief for
We who really need it
If I was laying in the street and bleeding
Not even breathing
Then maybe naysayers would be
Made to really rethink
See, just because something isn't visible
Doesn't mean it isn't physical
It could be critical
Dealing with this may be a bitter full
I need to dig and find my way
Out of this pit of feeling pitiful
I flipped in life
Feeling like I didn't fit at all
Avoiding, evading events
Potentially difficult
Then as soon as I started to fix my life up
My health fell right into the shitter
What a mindfuck
So now it's back to the start
And back to square one
Don't be proud if someone
Offers you a plaster
?
When it comes to my health
I've been pretty lucky
But luck doesn't last forever
I need to look after myself better
My body cannot reject these chemicals
At this rate of consumption
I'm thirty and feel I'm failing to function
But how do you change the ways of a drunked
These bags under my eyes tell a
Sorry tale of a sunk ship
Studying footprints made when I crushed tins
And not before as I suffer in
The wake of a drug binge
They say some things really
Should have been mentioned
It's just too deep
But that's me and such is depression
Because just as well
When their sympathy wouldn't help
And I'm inspired to get up when seeing
My dude Goodman deal with his epilepsy
Never should let it stress me
But Nick had a heart attack at just 26
Man this life thing is getting heavy
It's gonna catch up with me sometime
And old age hasn't been very
Kind to my bloodline
You see, it isn't all sunshine, never assume
That people aren't going through living
Hell 'cause they look fine simple and plain
If it wasn't for their medication
The several mates of mine might
Not be living today
I thank mans progression for
These visual aids
This goes out to my guide in light, my star
Always looking out for others
And she even gifted me my heart
There's two types of people in life
Those that suffer in silence
Screaming inside
And those that need to take a
Few along for the ride and she's the first
Never wanting to bring worry and strife
Suffering with constant pain that
Doesn't let up
Never resting on laurels, never resting it up
With the brittle bone syndrome
Holding us down still, holding my daughter
Still soldiering up
Certain things being going on long
I'm just finding out now and
I'm finding it odd
There's so much more, where do I start?
Such a daily inspiration to
Keep going it hard, it's ma'
There's a weight to carry every
Second that I'm conscious
A hidden illness making people think
I may be bonkers
In a society where seeing is believing
There rarely seems to be belief for
We who really need it
If I was laying in the street and bleeding
Not even breathing
Then maybe naysayers would be
Made to really rethink
See, just because something isn't visible
Doesn't mean it isn't physical
It could be critical
Dealing with this may be a bitter full
I need to dig and find my way
Out of this pit of feeling pitiful
I flipped in life
Feeling like I didn't fit at all
Avoiding, evading events
Potentially difficult
Then as soon as I started to fix my life up
My health fell right into the shitter
What a mindfuck
So now it's back to the start
And back to square one
Don't be proud if someone
Offers you a plaster
?