Lyrics:
[Repeat: x4]
[Chorus: x2]
Get to the race (hate)
The healing of it ing with
Conceal the scab you don't want to show (fate)
Into the hate (no)
I
I was always told to stop picking my scabs
I didn't listen now there's blood all on my britches and slacks
I used to get strep throat always skipping
a scab
I know you mad
I know you wish you could swing
I know you won't throw a jab
We do not think
Care what a witness would see
We leaving more than
killing me and dragging me down
Cuts and bruises
Bruises and scabs
It's getting really hard to laugh
At these tears as the crystal's gleam
3 days and still
found their God in soil
Dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn mouths
My heart is a sore but even charred faces crack smiles
Mismanufactured,
don't care about that Bentley Truck
Nigga, I don't care about that Louis Lugg
Go on tuck your tail, and run now
Picking at ya, like a leg scab
Don't be
my body
Beetles gnawing on my eyes and
Some things you just never heal from
Scars on my back, scars on my brain
Peel the scab to see the maggots
found their God in soil
Dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn mouths
My heart is a sore but even charred faces crack smiles
Mismanufactured,
talking same beginnings
Really it's not entertaining
You wanna feel a broken scab?
Come on
Don't you see the snakes forming on your skin?
All your crime's
waiting by the telephone
Arrows aim to crack rib cages
But your venom's weak in my blood
Your poison scabs, coagulated
Your hardest try is never
Ever since I was a punk, ya
Could not listen up, ya
Spent life in a dunce cap
In corners pickin' off scabs
Flunky is ashamed
Flunky with his tail
I pick my scabs away
I've lost another day
Scars on my damn skin
I got only one friend
I pick my scabs away
I've lost another day
Scars on my damn
the pus, perforate the rash
Munch the mouldy scabs, lick the septic gash...
Eroded crispy bowels, corrosive putrid breath
Collapsing, slushy lungs, my
knows about
And we keep picking the scabs
And our life's will not be better until it heals
I wish i would do what i feel
like a caveman, feelin like grime
Scabs on my forehead, steady on shine
Never feelin fine, body readying for givin in
Lack in a luck or remorse,
Yesterday was today
At least that's how it feels
Those cuts got down deep
Just another scab to peel
Woke up late and fell down the stairs
At least I
Lacking your bright frown
Wish you noticed when I jump, I never fall
Doesn't come with merit, only a scab to pick
Running makes me friends
Easily cardiac
cannot look
Death, she, smiles, if you're smiling back
I shake and moan, I'm under attack
I pick the scab but it just grows back
I try to stop but man I
scabs around their mouth
Bagpiping a bag, breathe in an out
Night of the living glue bags
Solvent zombies on the prowl
Night of the living glue bags
cracks on the surface are here to play
With this illness taking root
Blood on scabs of new wounds
Watch my fate truly bloom
These numb feelings are true
(Ooh- oh-)
I don't wanna cry
I don't wanna cry anymore
(Ooh- oh-)
The man looked at the scab to the left of his knee
He never ran out
He just wanted
the
Others the shit they spewing
Somehow have their place in intuition
Scraping scabs off on the wall the
Truth outwits who know it all
Scabs are scraped
While I'm eating some smarties
Who's mad?
I'm sad
All thanks to a scab
I'm not alone but I sure do feel lonely
The house nearly fell
Cause the roof was so
you can wear my crown
Turn this fucked up world even more upside down
You keep on pickin' that, pickin' that, pickin' that scab
I'm gonna take, take,
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