Black Eye Bruise **from Battle of the Beaches**

[singer A] "Alright, Coconut City... who's ready for another one?!" "Okay, okay... so I have a confession." "This next song wasn't written by me..." "It was actually written by our very own punk princess, Fiona Foxx..." "And before she throws a guitar at me..." "...yes..." "It's about Fiona." "So if you love it..." "Give Fiona all the credit!" "But..." "If you hate it..." "...blame Fiona." "I'll be safely over here." "...I already regret showing her the lyrics." "Oh, it's too late now!" "Everybody, make some noise for Fiona Foxx and her beautifully chaotic life..." "Here's 'Black Eye Bruise!'" [melodic transition] [singer B] Woke up late on a Tuesday Tripped on my shoes in the hallway Coffee on my shirt, I’m scrolling Walk into a door like it’s foreplay (ow!) Keys in the fridge, ice in the backpack Brain doing laps on a race track Everyone talks in a straight line I’m doing cartwheels way past that I got a black eye bruise from my own bad timing Ran into the world while my head kept rhyming Laugh till I cry, then I cry on cue Crash, bang, boom, that’s what I do Yeah, I’m a black eye bruise and I’m still here smiling Mess in my head but my heart’s still shining Trip, fall, spin, then I scream, “Let’s go!” I hit the floor and steal the show Teacher said, “Sit still, focus” I was drawing dragons on the notice Half of my brain at the window Other half stagediving in the front row (hey!) Friends all walk in a straight line I zigzag fast through the red sign “Why you always talk so loudly?” ’Cause my thoughts run laps around me I got a black eye bruise from my own bad timing Ran into the world while my head kept rhyming Laugh till I cry, then I cry on cue Crash, bang, boom, that’s what I do Yeah, I’m a black eye bruise and I’m still here smiling Mess in my head but my heart’s still shining Trip, fall, spin, then I scream, “Let’s go!” I hit the floor and steal the show [melodic transition] [singer A] [Drums drop to toms, chant vocal] Can’t sit still, can’t stand straight (woah) Heart drum-kicks at a wild rate (woah) If I’m too much, that’s your fate You can tune out, I’ll upgrade I got a black eye bruise from my own bad timing Ran into the world while my head kept rhyming Laugh till I cry, then I cry on cue Crash, bang, boom, that’s what I do Yeah, I’m a black eye bruise and I’m still here smiling Mess in my head but my heart’s still shining Trip, fall, spin, I’m a walking boom Kick down the door when I hit the room (hey!) I got a black eye bruise (yeah!) I’m the chaos you choose Too loud, too fast, too true But I’m cute and I’m cracked And I’m racing past you