DON'T YOU CRY TONIGHT is a song by BOSNIA KING. The song is about his struggle with mental health and bipolar disorder, from a failed business, failed relationship, substance abuse, and his daughter running away.
MOST OF THE TIME A LEAP OF FAITH LEADS TO FAILURE
EATS AWAY AT YA, LEADS TO THESE GREY HAIRS
fuck, these DEALINGS WITH BIPOLAR, PAUSE, WIPE AWAY TEARS
THESE PAWS WIPE LIKE SHITE WINDY WIPERS,
DEALING WITH MA BURD'S SHITE
BEEN LOST FOR SOME TIME A SEEK FAITH TO BE MY SAVIOUR
WHEN DEMONS APPEAR, I FREEZE UP AND SUFFER
FUCK, DEALING WITH SHIT SOBER, CAUSE, MEN HIDE THEIR FEARS
SHE'S CROSS, FIGHTS LIKE A VIPER BITES
DEALING WITH MA DRUNK SHITE
i have BEEN SUFFERING. I'm struggling more than ever
and feeling so lonesome, although there's more I could give her
i'm a bore, no longer think pigs can fly
she's a whore, no longer think its a lie
our sex drives differ,
but You've been so loving and I'm more puzzled than ever
feeling so hopeless,
behind the scenes, people don't know this king of Bosnia.
i have BEEN SUFFERING. I'm struggling more than ever
these dark thoughts persist, ever pissed on dark rum
i'm a drunk. no longer think it's a lie
her armour. no longer thinks i'm the guy
wrecked cortex, wrecked liver
she's so lonesome, there's no more i can give her
she's been suffering, she's been more drugged up than ever
people find her overdosed, I don't know what's with her
I'm puzzled within her daydreams
and the fucking dark thoughts that possess her
SHE CALLED ME YESTERDAY SAID OUR KID HAS RAN AWAY
I FELT SO POWERLESS, 10 YEARS AFTER SHE BACKED AWAY
ASKING ME TO FIX THIS, AS A MAN I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO FIX SHIT
THE FAILURE OF MEN NOT FEELING LIKE MEN IS A TRAGEDY
I KNOW DEEP DOWN MY DAD HAS NO FUCKING RESPECT FOR ME
DON'T CRY
YOUR MUM AND I ARE WORRIED, MORE WORRIED THAN EVER
SHE'S WORRIED SICK, I'M WORRIED WITH FEAR
WORDS CAN'T DESCRIBED HOW WORRIED WE ARE, WE'RE HERE
WORRIED SICK WONDERING WHERE YOU ARE
YOUR PHONES DIED IS BULLSHITE
WE KNOW YOU TURNED IT ON FLIGHT
JUST KNOW EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT
PRINCESS, COME HOME TO US
