What is left
The burning scars
Left upon your arms
Are just proof to others
That you have no shield to cover
But to you it's more
Trying to even the score
Trying to win this war
It can't and won't be won
Not until you have said it is done
Left upon your arms
Are just proof to others
That you have no shield to cover
But to you it's more
Trying to even the score
Trying to win this war
It can't and won't be won
Not until you have said it is done
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