Each bruise a badge, each scar tells a tale. Memories of unbroken will. Never approaching my final descent. Never regretting the years I spent. Pull back the skin, expose the bones. The quest for vengeance all I've ever known. The backlash, I've made my mark, guilty as charged. I've given everything that I could; every ounce of sweat, every ounce of blood that runs through my veins, it's worth all the pain. Not seeking praise. Sincerity can be measured by the blood that runs down my face. Now, crawling out, under the darkest of clouds. I felt my heart start caving in at the thought of leaving everything. This, is the spark, to reignite the dying fire. Been stripped and scorned, but I won't mourn. No end in sight to my desire. Forever, scream for the world to hear always. And I'll never be caught living through memories. This is the spark to reignite the fire. No end in sight to my desire. But innocence was feigned, and led astray. No one leaves unscathed. Each bruise a badge, each scar tells a tale. Memories of unbroken will. Given all I could. Every ounce of blood that runs through my veins. It's worth all the pain. No one leaves unscathed.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
