Cold Scars

Cracks in the plaster where I watch the dust fall

Counting every hour on the back of this hall

Heavy is the weight when you carry every past mistake Staring at

the ceiling waiting for the glass to break (gasp)

Pressure on my chest,

got me running out of air

Every single corner got a ghost standing there

Now the room is spinning and the walls are closing in

I carry the heavy rain,

try to make a garden grow Turning all this survival into something

I can show (yeah) Out of the cold dark,

searching for a spark now Making a clean slate out of the

scarred ground

Used to run from shadows,

now I look 'em in the eye

No more cheap excuses,

no more asking why Got a pocket full of ashes but I'm

building up a flame

Writing out my history and stepping out the frame (let's go)

No beat in my chest,

just the sound of the clock

When the music fades,

tell me what have I got

Nothing

but the truth left in

the dark

I carry the heavy rain,

try to make a garden grow Turning all this survival into something

I can show (yeah)

Out of the cold dark,

searching for a spark now Making a clean slate out of the

scarred ground

Out

of

the scarred

ground (shhh)