scabs
With your day of fake smiles done Return home to an empty room Even the drugs have lost their fun You tell yourself it'll be over soon Inside you stay Your cage locked from within Take it day by day Learn to live with your sin Distance murders the heart Silence makes us cold We all just play our part Do and say as we're told Light up a smoke and look to the stars Patiently waiting for scabs to be scars
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