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Fuel Scars In The Making

Every memory that I hold Were all just scars in the making And all the things we can't let go Were all just scars in the making, scars in the making

sacred Every memory that I hold Were all just scars in the making And all the things we can't let go Were all just scars in the making, scars in the making

Coastal Chronic track got Moka on it Independent with a different perspective Select effective next on exit The young and the restless fool fuel injected Swollen Members gunna make

Save me one time, wont you Take this blackened heart and make it whole I dont fear for what I am Is the fall of man Life breeds death and disease Empathy

them. Trying to understand them And what fuels them and their essence. I'm looking for some leverage. Catch up, trying to catch me. Curse-ed, depress-ed. Here to make

erosion. Now where I live there's a homeless man. He sits upon a crate Yeah, He makes a rusty trumpet sound like the music that angels make. Now if you

the conquest belts the soil we build loggers of the wild land - that never will recoil the terms are definite - in this exhausted engine scarred in the

I try to write every line with perfection Scarred to constant remember the violence The wound you put me trough I never meant the pain to you Weak one

her. In the pain of youth, the misery of my neglect, would manifest itself in many ways; depression - my enemy, fear - my friend, hatred - my lover, and anger - fuel