Scraped Knuckles
Let the words go, they'll be forgotten in time
It won't matter in the future, it won't be remembered down the line
the need to let the hate flow is disturbingly strong
The urge to allow violence to be my right, and not a wrong
Dragging scraped knuckles, across the jagged wall
Better then to go blind, and make another fall
Hearts made from shards of glass, All I can say
try to hurt it, It'll hurt you someother way
A pact with a friend to commit a crime
All it takes is a phone call and to say "it is time"
Dragging scraped knuckles, across the jagged wall
Better then to go blind, and make another fall
Embracing Insensitivity, gave me liberty
the regrets dying down ,setting me free
Second thoughts are crossing my strife
wondering if following would matter, later in my life
Dragging scraped knuckles, across the jagged wall
Better then to go blind, and make another fall
