Boy in the Bubble lyrics

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 mom 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, left 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 was 6:48, he was walking home,

With the blood on his hand 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

Because 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.

• Artist:Alec Benjamin
• Album:Narrated for You (2018)