Inherited Scars

[Verse One]<br>I didn`t tell anyone about what I seen or heard that day, mums the word still <br>I`m scared to plant ideas into your head while your rebellious side is fertile <br>Hurdles are getting knocked down<br>I`m running a losing race <br>Your legs aren`t the only ones marked up How many dreams have you chased? <br>If I could have said this to your face maybe you wouldn`t have to write like I do, <br>Except I use paper instead of my body now; it`s something you might want to try too <br>From haikus to horror stories, it`s something in our blood that we share, <br>Something in our blood that appears on the surface of our skin when we bring it there <br>My facial expression said I didn`t care <br>Hate and aggression must`ve made an impression on the little kid who stared, <br>Sitting on stairs when I would bother to bring my skates <br>My feeble attempt at being a strong, big brotherdoing father figure 8`s <br>Ripping my cape on the ground that it dragged on <br>Tripping on fate and hearing the sounds of a sad song <br>Listen, it`s great sharing time now that dad`s gone, <br>But what`s with the choice of words?<br>Or the body parts that you decided to tag them on? <br>I`m a bagabond who moved to modern day Babylon and then back again <br>With minimal contact and you know I can`t ask your mom what`s happening <br>You`ve got such beautiful gifts What are you doing ruining the packaging? <br>How ironiccome to thinkI probably put this ink on my back for him <br>I want you to laugh and sing more, <br>But you dropped anchor in a place<br>where dreams go to die and you`re keeping your ass indoors <br>I`m asking for you to stick it outand see things through <br>You`re asking for me to zip my mouth and keep it just between me and you <br><br>[Chorus]<br>If I could have been there from the beginning if I could be there right now <br>if I could promise to be there when you need me, would it raise an eyebrow? <br>How would your body be different if I still dropped by for visits? <br>Is it my place to put a smile on your face? <br>Could I erase your body language telling you its all been said before? <br>Or change the words you wrote, exchanging your scars for my metaphors? <br>I`d add them to my collection while smiling <br>Next time you want to paint with razor blades and need a canvas use my skin <br><br>[Verse Two]<br>You`re hiding your sins well, but I see the hell that your limbs speak <br>Tongue in cheek Lying awake in bed while other kids sleep <br>The strength of evil begins to keep your grins weak <br>No matter the length of the needle<br>marking up one`s body is so much more than skin deep <br>Feel the pin prick The grim reep what they sew and you`re trained to say that you`re fine <br>Your thresh hold for pain is greater than mine <br>So I`m waiting in the lines that you give mepatiently, <br>While you get cut in the lines that THEY make YOU wait inin ways that they can`t see <br>If there`s a vacancy as far as room in your life goes, <br>say it to me Don`t do it with a knife under your clothes <br>Because the anguish of hidden skinis letting my ghosts be shown <br>Plus the language its written in hits especially close to home <br>I`m most alone when I`m out of touch with the people who feel this type of pain <br>You might just aim for a day that its rainingto strike a vein to take my name in <br>Changing your uniform and altering your mind set <br>Has your pointer finger decided if it was a fault of his or mine yet?I bet <br>I know the dialect It`s nowhere I haven`t been before <br>With skin that`s sore Battle scars that rise from our inner war <br>Are decorative medals of honor that our father decided to pass through inheritance <br>And it is repetitive when the kids head in the direction of evidence<br>proving the pain and hurt is relative <br><br>All this pain and hurt is relative <br><br>(repeat chorus)<br><br>Fade to black