Boy in the Bubble

It was 6:48, I was walking home

Stepped through the gate and I'm all alone

I had chicken on the plate, but the food was cold

Then I covered up my face so that no one knows

I didn't want trouble

I'm the boy in the bubble

But then came trouble

When my mum walked into the living room

She said, "Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you"

I said, "You don't wanna know the things I had to do"

She said, "Son, you gotta tell me why you're black and blue"

I said I didn't want trouble

I'm the boy in the bubble

But then came trouble

And my heart was pumping

Chest was screaming

Mind was running

Air was freezing

Put my hands up

Put my hands up

I told this kid I'm ready for a fight

Punch my face

Do it 'cause I like the pain

Every time you curse my name

I know you want the satisfaction

It's not gonna happen

Knock me out

Kick me when I'm on the ground

It's only gonna let you down

Come the lightning and the thunder

You're the one who'll suffer, suffer

Well, I squared him up with my chest exposed

He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose

I had thick red blood running down my clothes

And a sick, sick look 'cause I like it, though

I said I didn't want trouble

I'm the boy in the bubble

But then came trouble

And my heart was pumping

Chest was screaming

Mind was running

Nose was bleeding

Put my hands up

Put my hands up

I told this kid I'm ready for a fight

Punch my face

Do it 'cause I like the pain

Every time you curse my name

I know you want the satisfaction

It's not gonna happen

Knock me out

Kick me when I'm on the ground

It's only gonna let you down

Come the lightning and the thunder

You're the one who'll suffer

It's 6:48, he's walking home

With the blood on his hands from my broken nose

But like every other day, he was scared to go

Back to his house 'cause his pops was home

Drowning his troubles

In whiskey bubbles

Just looking for trouble

Well, there's no excuse for the things he did

But there's a lot at home that he's dealing with

'Cause his dad's been drunk since he was a kid

And I hope one day that he'll say to him

Put down those bubbles

And that belt buckle

In this broken bubble

Punch my face

Do it 'cause I like the pain

Every time you curse my name

I know you want the satisfaction

It's not gonna happen

Knock me out

Kick me when I'm on the ground

It's only gonna let you down

Come the lightning and the thunder

You're the one who'll suffer, suffer