Rhyme - Your Scars | Текст песни

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Please don’t ask me about my condition
Please don’t tease me with fake happiness
Never wanted being part of the system
never wanted being part of a game
One day I’ve found myself crying on my graveyard
Dressed in order, approved by the mass
My only stylist was deep alienation
I was dead since the day I was born
I’ll get my chance
I’ll take my stance
I was falling, I was armless
I set my soul for fighting

RIT
Take your prayers make’em scream
wait for God reaction
Schizophrenia my disease
Mind your scars when nothing happens

Meritocracy dreams are forgotten
Innocence is corrupt and unspoken
I had enough of troubles in my life
I search for peace standing on a bridge
I’ll get my chance
I’ll take my stance

I was falling, I was armell
I set my soul for fighting

RIT
Take your prayers make’em scream
wait for God reaction
Schizophrenia my disease
Mind your scars when nothing happens

Sweet Lord, I’m calling
I need you to speak louder
Sweet Lord, I’m calling
I beg for your time
Sweet Lord, I’m calling
but no one’s here to save
Sweet Lord, I’m still waiting

Take your prayers make’em scream
Wait for God reaction
Schizophrenia my disease
Mind your scars when nothing happens
Take your prayers make’em scream
Face that God-inaction
No one hears and no one sees
Show your scars when nothing happens


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