Like trying to breathe for the first time in years Another day older and the proof that I'm here They are the marks and they are the reason Eleven white lines trail off to nothing The scars ^ The Marks ^ The lines ^ Are Mine My Scars ^ Reflect ^ The course ^ Of time The scars ^ I'm you ^ and yours ^ And more My scars ^ Are mine ^ down to ^ the core The Scars on my hands ^ like cutting notches to mark the pa**ing The Scars on my hands ^ I'm counting white lines for no reason It's been said - the best revenge- is living well - they maintain It's been said - the best revenge - is a bullet - in the brain I've seen enough to know I've seen too much I hold tight to the these things that I clutch They are the signs that mark me from you and yours Not that there's a need I'm me to the pores The scars ^ The Marks ^ The lines ^ Are Mine My Scars ^ Reflect ^ The course ^ Of time The scars ^ I'm you ^ and yours ^ And more My scars ^ Are mine ^ down to ^ the core The Scars on my hands ^ like cutting notches to mark the pa**ing The Scars on my hands ^ I'm counting white lines for no reason