My scarred life like sharp knives and bar fights

I can't fly away, I can't laugh right

I try to locate where my faith falls on a dark night

But all my days seem to just pass by

I ask why but I never get an answer

Hard times all they wanna give wanna hand ya

I ask nice for a wish but even wishes won't grant ya

A far flight from this cancer

I stand up and I face my demons

Glance up as my weather changes in season

Rand raft riven in shame from the reason

Bad luck is what I blame for the bleeding

So while I'm alive half blind and breathing I wanna spit this tide if you too were grieving

Positive thoughts is a grovelling form on myself just hoping on an offering force self peace but I live in the apocalypse court to high and dangerous I'm wobbling more

I'm rocking on board of this boat full locking it falls with nothing afloat no life jackets it's just us in a hope for a little bit of help on the far south coast

All the sharks know that we're living in hell can't know where they're swimming and slipping with stealth dark cones are like glimmer in the winter with help

Of the flicker is a picture we tell

And in the middle of the littlest shell

Is a bit of the hidden just living in wealth

Listen while I'm spitting this well

Scarred

When I die I know I won't be missed I would have done you all a favour from blokes to chicks

A selfish man and now go a hopeless mist of cigarettes and gin

Be for my potent pig

I wrote you this for a rest in peace

Might as well do it now before you wreck my dreams

You stole my mind form and my self esteem

Like a sky high storm while I felt the freeze

A helpless breeze made it all so simple

Made me realise I'll never see my face with wrinkles

Falling down a hole of hot flames in the ring field

Of thoughts of the days I'll never see ya sequel

I'm hanging from a cliff

Scarred and battered

Waiting to slip

And when I fall I'll be calling this

Scarred and magical actual shit