Black eyed blues 2

Title: “Rushing Blues (Black-Eye & Nausea)”**

Verse 1

I got five stitches in my eyebrow, Lord, don’t play no games

My eye is black and blue, and it look like it lost its name

The back of my head feel like a drum, it won’t stop being sore

I’m nauseous as a catfish, begging mercy at the door

Verse 2

I was rushing to get the job done, cleaning up no homes

Thought I’d hurry, grab my wings—leave and catch that flight home

But I tripped over life itself, yeah, I made it real

Now I’m laid up like a porch swing that don’t move at all, can’t heal

Chorus

Rushing blues, rushing blues, I should’ve known better, that’s true

If it’s hurting me this bad, Lord, it’s payback for the “do-do-do”

Stitches and a black eye, that’s my new fashion show

I ain’t even hungry—just nauseous, I don’t want no more

Verse 3

The sad part is I’m lying here in bed, feeling kind of “meh”

Every time I sit up, my stomach starts to rehearse its “whee!”

I’m wishing I had left it for somebody else to do

‘Cause I paid for that “I’ll handle it” with pain that won’t get through

Verse 4

I tried some water, tried some crackers, felt like nothing works

My body said “nope,” and my stomach said “go berserk”

My eyebrow got a little zipper look, like a sci-fi tool

I’m the main character in a caution sign—I’m the proof

Final Chorus (bigger / more upbeat)

Rushing blues, rushing blues, yeah I’m down but I’m still funny

Ain’t got no swagger, just a bruise with a personality (b-b-b-bullying me)

Black eye, stitches, nausea, that’s my emergency show

Next time I’m taking my time—before I hit the “oops” again, no

Outro (last line you can repeat)

If you’re feeling brave, just remember: leave it for somebody else to do