Our Scars

Our scars, our scars
Have made us who we are
There is bliss in suffering
So we carve the knives in deeper and deeper
To feel something
Oh, how I'm longing to feel
Effervescent and real
Effervescent and real
Close your eyes, this'll go away (maybe)
The fodness I seek hidden within memories
So far down you cannot see it
I locked the door and threw away
The key that you will never get from me
What will it take for you to admit
That you're just as lost as I am
Stop pretending it'll be just fine
And never say that I'll be alright
I am just as broken as you
I won't be sound until you're nowhere
To be found
Closing my eyes makes staying here and alive
Worth the price of irrelevance
Existence is pain
Our scars, our scars
Have made us who we are
There is bliss in suffering
So we carve the knives in deeper and deeper
To feel something
Oh, how I'm longing to feel
Effervescent and real
Effervescent and real
To feel whole is to consume all that feeds your desire for pain
Become one with the hate that flows through your veins
Only then will you be strong enough to endure
The insufferable longevity of life itself
There is bliss in suffering
You are weak
Do not speak