Last Dance - Scars

Do your fingers bleed as you grip the edge
Would it feel like your life with any other knife

Does it touch you back, does it bring you back
To life before scars, to your life before the scars
Finger on the scar, tongue is the dagger

To be felt like
To be loved like you love in return
To be only, only in memories
Of scars that are the lie
Are your scars your lie

Bitter and scorned, scars speak lashing
From your wounds, into their hеarts
Your refrain, you’re familiar, you’re obvious

Drivеn to wake but cut like thieves
Does it bring you back or touch you deep and wanting

To be felt like, to be loved like
You love in return, to be only
Only in memories, to live in you scars

Do your fingers bleed as you grip the edge
Let it touch you back, let it bring you back