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So Fast
Scrape the skin Heal the scars Wonder if I can win Faded wounds from the past Looking right at me Something I don't want the world to see And the world is blind if I let it be Fingertips tracing the marks A touch of the past Reliving the fears They come back so fast Think about speaking Arguing with myself about it fast Cause I don't even know And even so I doubt they will believe That it's apart of the past Don't want an uproar Don't want attention Just want some people to know There's more to me than you can ever see So much beneath the surface More screwed up than I may seem I wonder if it's hard to believe Just want to be honest Just want to have the relief of not hiding behind a mask Even if I confess I'd have to fake a laugh Cause I don't want anyone to worry Or give me that look I know what they'd say Yet it's apart of me Is not knowing of it Not knowing me Fingertips tracing the marks A touch of the past Reliving the fears They come back so fast
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