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| Subject: Cape of Scars Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:37 am | |
| I carry these scars upon my soul, They're only reflecting on my face Formed from love so long ago, or lust as was the case They're dug so deep into my mind, I feel like I'm on a track I gotta try to keep moving forward now, 'cause they're aint no lookin back.
These wounds aren't here for show you know, Baby I've been torn apart These cuts upon my shoulder though, form a cage around my heart They've tried to weigh me down below, They've treid to do me in, But I can't do without them now, they're the cape carved in my skin.
I walk the line now once again, like a thousand times before thinner than a cutting edge, it's mercy I implore for if I fall then we all fall, crashing down from way up high, I'll just have to put on my cape again, don't you know then I can fly
These wounds aren't here for show you know, Baby I've been torn apart These cuts upon my shoulder though, form a cage around my heart They've tried to weigh me down below, They've treid to do me in, But I can't do without them now, they're the cape carved in my skin.
I'm starting to get tired now, this wind is much to strong But with everybody watching me, I'll have to smile and play along I pick her out amongst the crowd, I strain my eyes so I can see That devils grin with a razors edge, and it's pointed right at me
These wounds aren't here for show you know, Baby I've been torn apart These cuts upon my shoulder though, form a cage around my heart They've tried to weigh me down below, They've treid to do me in, But I can't do without them now, they're the cape carved in my skin.
These wounds aren't here for show you know, Baby I've been torn apart These cuts upon my shoulder though, form a cage around my heart They've tried to weigh me down below, They've treid to do me in, But I can't do without them now, they're the cape carved in my skin.
When I was 16 years old, I scratched my cheek so badly that it was left completely raw for three weeks. Three weeks later, a star was cut into my left hand. | |
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