I come not for the joyful, Who have a song to sing. And I am not the kind Who will leave you smiling. Rather, I'm the kind of singer Who looks to pierce you to the core. I'm probably not who you're looking for- I'm a heavy kinda soul
Cause I'm a bleeder, And I'm a dreamer I wear my heart out on my ragged sleeve- I'm a heavy kinda soul. Happiness just ain't my thing, And peace is always far away Smiles are as rare as a desert breeze, Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.
I don't want to entertain you I want to touch your heart. I am the voice for the broken, Hiding in the dark. Maybe the only other one Who understands the Darker Road- Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.
Cause I'm a bleeder, And I'm a dreamer I wear my heart out on my ragged sleeve- I'm a heavy kinda soul. Happiness just ain't my thing, And peace is always far away Smiles are as rare as a desert breeze, Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.
If you hear me, Would please weep too? Would you let me know that I'm not alone? I want to give the broken, a song they can call their own, But I'm so broken too. Cause I'm a heavy kind of soul.
Almost everyone I know tells me I need to write happier poetry and happier music. I'm told I'm too sad. And I need to find Joy. Well, if that's how you feel, I'm not talking to you. I'm not going to able to change who I am- I'm a heavy kinda soul and I sing to those who bear this weight as well.