Like trying to breathe for the first time in years
Another day older and the proof that I´m here
They are the marks and they are the reason
Eleven white lines trail off to nothing

The scars ^ The Marks ^ The lines ^ Are Mine
My Scars ^ Reflect ^ The course ^ Of time
The scars ^ I´m you ^ and yours ^ And more
My scars ^ Are mine ^ down to ^ the core

The Scars on my hands ^ like cutting notches to mark the passing
The Scars on my hands ^ I´m counting white lines for no reason

It´s been said - the best revenge- is living well - they maintain
It´s been said - the best revenge - is a bullet - in the brain
I´ve seen enough to know I´ve seen too much
I hold tight to the these things that I clutch
They are the signs that mark me from you and yours
Not that there´s a need I´m me to the pores

The scars ^ The Marks ^ The lines ^ Are Mine
My Scars ^ Reflect ^ The course ^ Of time
The scars ^ I´m you ^ and yours ^ And more
My scars ^ Are mine ^ down to ^ the core

The Scars on my hands ^ like cutting notches to mark the passing
The Scars on my hands ^ I´m counting white lines for no reason