Getting closer to the breaking point
With blatant words, my voice is shot
While my skull takes another hit, I try to cover my broken nose, body's weak, lacks courage and pride
Each blow is more brutal than the last
Seeing my mistakes slowly seep into the earth
Bearing scars that open now and then, each tells a different story
I could really give a fuck if I ever win or lose
Your wounds become a part of you
They condone the real truth