Слова:
The Scarred Gonna Do

What are you? What are you gonna do? What the hell are you gonna do? Everything I hate.. it just goes on and on I've become everyone I said I wouldn

horrible scar Bones shatter, baby don't go out this time So what's another Stan who's not a fan a million miles away? And what's he gonna do to me that

to defeat my enemy And I would lie here in the trenches with your picture next to me And when I told you it's forever, then it's how its gonna be Don'

t happening again I'm at your throat like strep I step, strapped with a pen Metaphors wrote on my hand Someone distorted my mint Read some I wrote on a napkin I do

live, half-alive And now you want me one more time And who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts And tearing love apart You're gonna

never meant to hurt no one, no one, no one Goodnight, ladies Goodnight, I'm gonna leave you now Goodnight, ladies Goodnight, I'm gonna leave you now Gonna leave you now Goodnight, gonna leave you Gonna

They say, get up out of that bed turn the lights on Gotta try to forget where it went wrong Don't you beat yourself up asking questions Love's gonna come

, like it, yes, I do I really, really, really, really, do, do, do, do, hey Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields Sold in a market down in New Orleans Scarred

blame you 'Cause I do the same too Man do what you gotta do But what I'mma do is keep protectin' my cheddar fool Ain't none of y'all niggas do it betta