Scars
de The Suicide Machines
Lately things they do not feel the same
What we'll become full of hatred full of shame
Once was a face now is only just a name
The gift of life that we were treating like a game then
Something else dies inside me stripped away by another act of violence
Don't try to look cause you wont find me when I'm not there
And the scars that we wear - They will never go away
And the friends that we lose - The can never be replaced
Tell me what its going to take - And how many have to die
Till we put away our hate - And we open up our eyes
Sixteen years old when I lost my first friend
I tried to teach a broken heart how to bend
Twenty four and it happened yet again
More broken hearts is it ever going to end- cause...
Something else dies inside me stripped away by another act of violence
Don't try to look cause you wont find me when I'm not there
And the scars that we wear - They will never go away
And the friends that we lose - The can never be replaced
Tell me what its going to take - And how many have to die
Till we put away our hate - And we open up our eyes
God damn this feeling dont want to feel this again
My heart is bleeding your hate has taken my friend
Twenty two passed away before his time
Too quick to use our fists instead of our minds
So Concerned with whats yours and what is mine
Well maybe we can learn to love this time- cause...
If something else dies inside me - I'll run away yeah
You're never going to find me - The things I see always remind me -
Of how unfair everything is
Something else dies inside me stripped away by another act of violence
Don't try to look cause you wont find me when I'm not there
And the scars that we wear - They will never go away
And the friends that we lose - The can never be replaced
Tell me what its going to take - And how many have to die
Till we put away our hate - And we open up our eyes
Until we open up our eyes - Until we open up our eyes - Until we open up our eyes
Tell me what it's going to take - And how many have to die
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