Scars

For my sickness and my health, I need some fucking help, learning how I should live my life, this sickness like a knife, will be the death of me, dying without having lived. Screaming with a bloody stomach, singing until it hurts and smiling really does something for the damage. A facade plastered on my face, reckon I'll be happy at the end of the day, reckon I'll get lost and carried away, reckon one day I'll feel the same?

Telling tales of twisted ails and comparing the scars in our souls

Telling tales of twisted ails and comparing the scars in our souls.

Living on 2 islands, an island of sun and an island of storms.

Living on 2 islands, an island of sun and an island of storms.

I know its hard to hear but I wish you were here, and I know its hard to bare but I could never be there, I loved you more than life itself, but I'm diseased and can't be helped, I only think of myself, I'm always depressed, bringing you down to my level, I tried my best, but saw you struggle and now you've left, I'm in trouble... I'm in trouble!

Telling tales of twisted ails and comparing the scars in our souls

Telling tales of twisted ails and comparing the scars in our souls.

Living on 2 islands, an island of sun and an island of storms.

Living on 2 islands, an island of sun and an island of storms.