Scars
Rusted fragments of fingernailsFall from my lipsThe bitterness remains on my tongueWrenches open the wound
Now pour those celluloid dreams into meA tattoo of a four-letter word on my healing scar
In the slipping rhythmA melody dances raggedlyIt plays on, not noticingThe buttons are buttoned wrongDance covered in colorless flowersAnd kiss the stretched out song
Your profile melts into the wind and washes awayI want wounds that I can tear openI'll never again cross your broken melodyThough I scream at you to disappearTomorrowI'll still be wearing the same shadow
Dead poem's still aliveDead poem's still alive into meDead poem's still screamin'Dead poem's still screamin'
I pray to these songsThat will never again speakThe day we sharedOur loveWithout diversion oh...Oh...oh...oh...yeah yeah
The song voice repeating the sobbing songIn my ear tears my heart out
Love brilliant scarsPaint brilliant tomorrowSing brilliant song for myself
The scenery of the tomorrow we'd hoped forIs covered in happiness and the scent of purpleNow I wait impatiently for the open white tomorrowIf I open your eyes and take a stepI see your hand grabbing the back of your hair...I'll never again cross your broken melodyThe warped melodyStill rings inside me
Dead poem's still aliveDead poem's still alive into meDead poem's still screamin'Dead poem's still screamin' into me
Dead poem's still aliveDead poem's still alive into meDead poem's still screamin'Dead poem's still screamin' into me
Dead poem's still aliveDead poem's still alive into meDead poem's