[Verse 1]
The morning clock is ticking—a countdown to the stage
Slipping on the cheap defense, a uniform that hides the rage
Every thread is stretched tight, across the bruises I can’t mend
Checking the mirror twice, praying this day will end.
I walk the halls like a ghost, eyes glued down to the floor
'Cause if they look too close, they might see what I can’t ignore.
[Pre-Chorus]
They teach us lessons here, about history and light
But the only thing I'm learning is how to disappear into the night!
Don't breathe too loud, don't flinch, don't dare to make a sound
[Chorus]
These are the (maps of the pain) etched into my skin!
I hide the crimson compass, where the trauma begins!
Scars—They're not just reminders, they're the evidence of war!
I wear the long sleeves of winter, even when the summer scorches my door!
LOOK AWAY (away) DON'T YOU DARE SEE ME
'Cause if the bandage slips, the world will finally see the truth of my history!
[Verse 2]
The gym class spotlight hits the place where the belt broke the skin
I pull the collar higher, where the choke-marks start and end.
I hear the whispers travel, "Look at how he flinches when they move."
They see the surface fracture, but they can't know what they'll prove.
I bite the inside of my cheek until the copper taste is strong
It’s a small, private punishment, for the things that I did wrong.
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't breathe too loud, don't flinch, don't dare to make a sound
[Chorus]
These are the (maps of the pain) etched into my skin!
I hide the crimson compass, where the trauma begins!
Scars—They're not just reminders, they're the evidence of war!
I wear the long sleeves of winter, even when the summer scorches my door!
LOOK AWAY (away) DON'T YOU DARE SEE ME
'Cause if the bandage slips, the world will finally see the truth of my history!
[Bridge]
You think this sweater is fashion? This is a DAMN LIE
The stitching is the only thing keeping the fear behind my eyes.
They ask me how I fell, I give them some clumsy excuse
The weight of the silence is the crushing, inescapable noose.
This isn't healing, this is just survival's bitter art.
You can cover up the skin, but you can't wrap up the heart.
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
These are the (maps of the pain) etched into my skin!
I hide the crimson compass, where the trauma begins!
Scars—They're not just reminders, they're the evidence of war!
I wear the long sleeves of winter, even when the summer scorches my door!
LOOK AWAY (Away) DON'T YOU DARE SEE ME
'Cause if the bandage slips, the world will finally see the truth of my history!
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Look away..... don't you dare see me....
If the bandage slips.... the world will finally see...
[Outro: whispered]
Just one more day... just hide...
Sean_Williamson
