Do scars get darker over time,
Cause my heart used to be red,
But now it’s a faded blue,
Crossed out in ink, a big x,
Doubt everything, I knew.
There's stitches down my arms,
They’re purple, blue and red,
Swollen and dried up,
Cuts me inside instead.
Each time it comes again,
The cycle that’s too fast,
Lines, they just get darker,
They are now black.
I’m watching life with greedy eyes,
A sad smile lives on my face,
I’m seeing it pass me by,
While hiding from circles I chase.
And when the rain comes down,
I find my place right under its cloud,
It’s cause when I scream with the thunder,
My scars, they die down.