Seven from the left A chip marks the time I cant forget These scars we keep Reminders of the lives we have to lead We are the renegade abject Our pain becomes a catalyst to contradict
Once speaking in addiction with perfect diction We now disregard past dialects for the language of unshakable self respect Grateful, and hateful, we walk in self exile Out of the storm Out the past To the doorway that will never collapse
I laugh with broken teeth Lost was everything, regained gruelingly I laugh with broken teeth So beaten was I once... now hammers break on me
? and I do look back with sympathy sometimes So I dedicate this to the me I left behind Who is all whose lives are denied by the wounds accumulated over time And attempts to cauterize them with lies
These scars we keep Tarnished steel redeems Cowardice with confidence We laugh with broken teeth
So lost was everything So beaten were we once Now hammers break on us Now hammers break on us