REARRANGING SCARS

[Intro]

(I tried)

I could try or I could say fuck it

[Verse 1]

Can't blame my heart when my brain did it

My conscious way past the weight limit

Not fit to fit in or stay hidden

Lost count of mistakes at eight digits

Retracing scars, constellation it

Replacing stars on the wraith ceilin'

Speed racing bars, yeah, I hate feelin'

Romanticize all the pain in it

[Pre-Chorus]

I am

So fucking sick of what I've become

[Chorus]

If I was rearranging scars (Oh-oh-oh)

I'd take what's most traumatic

Make beauty out of madness

But there's no rearranging scars (Oh-oh-oh)

I can't undo the damage

Dig deep into the scratches

[Post-Chorus]

(I could try or I could say fuck it)

[Verse 2]

Can't blame my heart when my brain did it

My mind is broke, I can't pay visit

My life's a joke, and God stay grinnin'

I thank the Lord that she made sinnin'

It hurts whеn I get pain withdrawal

Plus everything got pain involvеd

I built too high, I'm made to fall

Don't sanctify my face at all

[Pre-Chorus]

I am

So fucking sick of what I've become

[Chorus]

If I was rearranging scars (Oh-oh-oh)

I'd take what's most traumatic

Make beauty out of madness

But there's no rearranging scars (Oh-oh-oh)

I can't undo the damage

Dig deep into the scratches

[Breakdown]

I could try or I could say fuck

[Chorus]

If I was rearranging scars (Oh-oh-oh)

I'd take what's most traumatic

Make beauty out of madness

But there's no rearranging scars (Oh-oh-oh)

I can't undo the damage

Dig deep into the scratches

[Outro]

I could try or I could say fuck it