作词 : Tom MacDonald
作曲 : Tom MacDonald
I don’t remember how I got all these scars
But I know I lived a hell of a life
I can’t remember how I made it this far
But I know it was a hell of a fight
Could’ve been some bones in a coffin stone
Drinkin’ vodka, locked up with the bros, causin’ problems, broke
At the bottom, you know that I
Got a lot of marks under these clothes
Should’ve killed me, somehow I survived
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
I don’t remember how I ended up here
But I know I prolly should’ve died
I don’t remember why I cried all those tears
But I know that I turned out alright
I know the people wanted me dead
I lost all my friends, was runnin’ from the cops
Gettin’ bread, was dark in my head, you know that I have
Seen a lot of things in all of my years
But I’m thankful for this crazy life
Every single scar and every single scrape
Every bruise and tattoo along the way
Tells a little story that I can’t explain
Because the words escape me, but the marks remain
They won’t ever fade, and they can’t be erased
They made me who I am, and I am not ashamed
Every bump and scratch and every drop of blood
Prove how far I’ve came
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
I have had my scars longer than most of my friends
Crashed a couple cars, put some stitches in my legs
Looked up at the stars, and all I can say is “Thanks”
Recovery was hard, but it made me who I am
All these ugly battle scars complete me
They’re reminders of the demons who tried their best to defeat me
They don’t look so good in photos, but my struggles ain’t beneath me
And these tattoos ain’t for nothin’, this is physical graffiti
Every broken bone, all the sticks and stones
And the moments when I felt so alone
Every single tear and like a million beers
That I only drank so I could try to cope
Every bloody nose and all the muddy clothes
When I was in the dirt down inside a hole
Every single scuff and every single scab
Made me who I am
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
These tattoos on my arms
Hide from you all the scars
编辑于2022/06/12更新

Scars歌词

Tom MacDonald

[00:00.000] 作词 : Tom MacDonald
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tom MacDonald
[00:06.932]I don’t remember how I got all these scars
[00:09.689]But I know I lived a hell of a life
[00:13.704]I can’t remember how I made it this far
[00:16.466]But I know it was a hell of a fight
[00:19.725]Could’ve been some bones in a coffin stone
[00:22.233]Drinkin’ vodka, locked up with the bros, causin’ problems, broke
[00:25.494]At the bottom, you know that I
[00:27.752]Got a lot of marks under these clothes
[00:30.261]Should’ve killed me, somehow I survived
[00:33.020]
[00:35.026]These tattoos on my arms
[00:41.798]Hide from you all the scars
[00:48.820]These tattoos on my arms
[00:55.592]Hide from you all the scars
[01:01.613]
[01:02.364]I don’t remember how I ended up here
[01:04.622]But I know I prolly should’ve died
[01:08.885]I don’t remember why I cried all those tears
[01:11.395]But I know that I turned out alright
[01:14.405]I know the people wanted me dead
[01:16.410]I lost all my friends, was runnin’ from the cops
[01:19.171]Gettin’ bread, was dark in my head, you know that I have
[01:22.682]Seen a lot of things in all of my years
[01:25.190]But I’m thankful for this crazy life
[01:29.203]Every single scar and every single scrape
[01:30.708]Every bruise and tattoo along the way
[01:32.465]Tells a little story that I can’t explain
[01:33.970]Because the words escape me, but the marks remain
[01:35.726]They won’t ever fade, and they can’t be erased
[01:37.480]They made me who I am, and I am not ashamed
[01:39.235]Every bump and scratch and every drop of blood
[01:40.740]Prove how far I’ve came
[01:42.996]
[01:43.750]These tattoos on my arms
[01:50.269]Hide from you all the scars
[01:57.294]These tattoos on my arms
[02:04.065]Hide from you all the scars
[02:10.336]
[02:11.339]I have had my scars longer than most of my friends
[02:14.602]Crashed a couple cars, put some stitches in my legs
[02:17.862]Looked up at the stars, and all I can say is “Thanks”
[02:21.372]Recovery was hard, but it made me who I am
[02:25.309]All these ugly battle scars complete me
[02:27.314]They’re reminders of the demons who tried their best to defeat me
[02:30.323]They don’t look so good in photos, but my struggles ain’t beneath me
[02:33.584]And these tattoos ain’t for nothin’, this is physical graffiti
[02:37.346]Every broken bone, all the sticks and stones
[02:39.100]And the moments when I felt so alone
[02:40.856]Every single tear and like a million beers
[02:42.611]That I only drank so I could try to cope
[02:44.366]Every bloody nose and all the muddy clothes
[02:46.120]When I was in the dirt down inside a hole
[02:47.626]Every single scuff and every single scab
[02:49.380]Made me who I am
[02:50.883]
[02:52.138]These tattoos on my arms
[02:59.158]Hide from you all the scars
[03:05.927]These tattoos on my arms
[03:12.696]Hide from you all the scars
[03:19.717]These tattoos on my arms
[03:26.488]Hide from you all the scars
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