Wounds
It's hard to see through broken lenses
And you can't even notice
What's going on in front of your eyes
A heart is easy to fix
But a mind that's damaged
You might as well kiss goodbye
A raging storm is not as bad when you're outside
Until you're in the midst of it and have nowhere to hide
Years fly by, but time doesn't matter if no-one is there to pass it with you
Words sharper than knives, never hurt as much as they're supposed to
I can't help rubbing salt into my wounds hoping they will heal
The pain of it all, reminds me I am real
Blood doesn't stain clothes, but tears do
A time bomb will go off someday
Even if it's defused
You can't lie to yourself if you yourself don't know the truth
Dirt from the hole you dig
Will eventually consume you
You don't feel when you're sinking in quicksand
Until you're in knees deep
And no one is there to lend a hand
Memories fade, but I prefer them when they're in the back of my mind
Being stabbed in the back, hurts worse when no-one can see the knife
The salt in my wounds only makes them sting more
I don't want to feel the pain anymore
Familiar faces become strangers after a while
That kid that you broke, didn't move on, they're still afraid inside
The salt that I rubbed into my wounds never made them heal
The pain of it all reminds me, reminds me, reminds me I am real
And you can't even notice
What's going on in front of your eyes
A heart is easy to fix
But a mind that's damaged
You might as well kiss goodbye
A raging storm is not as bad when you're outside
Until you're in the midst of it and have nowhere to hide
Years fly by, but time doesn't matter if no-one is there to pass it with you
Words sharper than knives, never hurt as much as they're supposed to
I can't help rubbing salt into my wounds hoping they will heal
The pain of it all, reminds me I am real
Blood doesn't stain clothes, but tears do
A time bomb will go off someday
Even if it's defused
You can't lie to yourself if you yourself don't know the truth
Dirt from the hole you dig
Will eventually consume you
You don't feel when you're sinking in quicksand
Until you're in knees deep
And no one is there to lend a hand
Memories fade, but I prefer them when they're in the back of my mind
Being stabbed in the back, hurts worse when no-one can see the knife
The salt in my wounds only makes them sting more
I don't want to feel the pain anymore
Familiar faces become strangers after a while
That kid that you broke, didn't move on, they're still afraid inside
The salt that I rubbed into my wounds never made them heal
The pain of it all reminds me, reminds me, reminds me I am real
Credits
Writer(s): Emily O' Brian
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