Running away

From the sticks and the stones

That started to break you

Running away

From the sticks and the stones

That started to break you

Feeling the same

Like a brick in your soul

Yet your heart's still vacant

As I watched the years pass by

I sat around and wondered why

I had to deal with the fear of life

In conversations with myself

Second guessing and self-doubt

Paired with having to break down

Brick walls just to figure it out

The conversations helped me grow

I'm bruised and broken some may say

But been successful in a way

I know I'm not how I want to be

I imagined things so differently

I wish I could be back in the day

When I was happy just to play

And whether sunshine or the rain

It didn't matter

Running away

From the sticks and the stones

That started to break you

Feeling the same

Like a brick in your soul

Yet your heart's still vacant

Running away

From the sticks and the stones

That started to break you

Feeling the same

Like a brick in your soul

Yet your heart's still vacant

I'm bruised and broken some may say

But been successful in a way

I know I'm not how I want to be

I imagined things so differently

I realise

That I'm starting to grow old

As I watch my family go

Pick up the pieces as they begin to fall

Can you even see my scars?

(So, follow me)

Running away

From the sticks and the stones

That started to break you

Feeling the same

Like a brick in your soul

Yet your heart's still vacant

Running away

From the sticks and the stones

That started to break you

Feeling the same

Like a brick in your soul

Yet your heart's still vacant

(I'm still running away)

Pick up the pieces as they begin to fall

(I'm still running away)

Can you even see my scars?