The Scars
Shatter my bones
tear out my tongue
forcing me down to my knees
but you'll find no answers from me
Rage all you want
because I will be here
waiting for your world to end
So, quiet, quiet
Keep your mouth shut
silence, silence
Scream all you want
I will not hear you
now quiet, quiet
Still your harsh tongue
silence, silence
I am
I am not done
Steal my thoughts
weaken my will
try to erase all I am
through your subtle opiates of fear
Blind me with lies
and you will scar the mind
Now you'll face the consequences
You think you help
but your words only seem to hinder
their growth
their minds
their ideals
you make them all ignorant
and follow like sheep
like this proverbial lamb to the slaughter house
But I will not let you
We will not let you