Inside Out

I wanna be the person you can talk to But talking's not the easy thing to do Our lives are full of so many distractions, inactions How on earth could we be bored when there's so much to do? I wanna see your insides on the out I wanna know the things you think about Like what you've been through? What you plan to do? We all got scars, so tell me, who you really are? Many thoughts that we let go unspoken The silence we created needs to be broken The pain feels like you're bleeding from the inside out There's no doubt, it's time to take the bandage off And tear your sutures out I'm your registrar, so tell me, who you really are? We all got scars, so tell me, who you really are?