Stand here let's soak it in again
The white lines and the inner pain
When I'm sorting out the wars
And breaking out the holes
That lead to me to the scars
There's nothing I'd change
The white lines stenciled in again
And when I'm sorting out the wars
And breaking out the holes
That lead me to the scars
They've written on the wall
There's nothing I'd change
And when I am rushing in my head
There's nothing I'd change
And when I'm sorting out the wars
And breaking out the holes
That lead me to the scars
There's nothing I'd change
When I am rushing in my head
There's nothing I'd change