OLD SCARS

Moira's here to set me free
I can feel her beady eyes on me
She told me that my lot weighed down
And that she's out
To make me wear my crown

For years I thought I'd be left alone
But my guardian angel got enthroned
She asked me if I knew her god
As she stood awed
I told her I did not

So here they are
Back from afar
Here they are
Them old scars

The king had left his son in charge
A ruthless tyrant by and large
He told us that he would forgive
All our sins and shit
But now rules as he deems fit

Now Moira's here to set me free
I can feel her beady eyes on me
She told me that my lot weighed down
And that she's out
To make me wear my crown

So here I lay
Rotting, bone dry
Here I lay
Cover your eyes
Because here they are
All over my heart
Here they are
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