Testo Rearranging Scars

(I tried)
I could try or I could say fuck it

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

I am
So fucking sick of what I've become

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

(I could try or I could say fuck it)
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

I am
So fucking sick of what I've become

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

I could try or I could say fuck

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

I could try or I could say fuck it