Scars have stories
My past is re-lived
Just take your knife
Cut me wide open
Pull the skin apart
Let the story start
How did my life turn into
A head on collision
Survey the wreckage site
That is called my life
Twisted metal, broken glass
The air fills with screams of agony
Nobody explained the plan to me
A failure, give me the letter grade
Buried alive, I dig my own grave
Paying the cost that has to be paid
Handcuffed to this debt that is owed
I see a black sun rise
I see a world who lies
Shhhhhh.....
Let the light slowly fade
Embrace the steel blade
Heaven sold heaven the stars
It's the price to pay
When we cut open our scars
©darkhorse
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