Scars We Are

(Hook)
I feel the salt of the ocean air
Kissing the scars of my tattoo's
While they heal while they heal

I searched and destroyed for my Helen Of Troy/
An found what I was lookin for while fillin the void/
I told her that shes beautiful and she doubted me/
I said look in to my eyes and tell me what you see/

Cuz I know the reasons that shes been crying/
And I was put here so your reminded/
That I will my life or at least die trying/
Turnin all of your tears into diamonds/
You lifted my soul but I never looked down/
To not know that my feet weren't touching the ground/
And I wrote this to you on the back of a reciept/
From something money can't buy and the Govt can't tax/
When you laugh/
 I can smile and the pain goes away
Look in out into this town sayn "This is our city/
There's nothing prettier than L.A after it rains
Goin south from Pasadena on the 134/
Feelin rejuvinated n fresh and unaffraid
Since I'm the enemy of death it's like I been here before/
Cuz you bring summer to my soul in weather colder than this/
You lit the fire in the ice age of my solar eclipse/

(Hook)
I feel the salt of the ocean air
Kissin the scars of my tattoos
While they heal
And it feels so real
Cuz I been so scared
But I'm finally cool cuz they answered my prayers

I go by the name of I don't mind the pain/
Till the day that the game reimburses me what I paid-it
I am not affraid if
They don't give me credit/
That I live Rheteric and other people won't get it/ (nah)
People aren't stupid cuz playing dumbs easier
Idealist choosing the lesser of two evils/
The sky's the limit for peace makers and all eagles/
Getting caught in the propellers of our yes men's leaders/
And they pledge allegiance while leaning towards neither/
Whats the meaning of our freedom
Why's there so many police/
How is peace of mind achieved through the American dream/
When the piece of the pie is tax relief/
In the land where the sun beats so hard that the light from the moonlight alone will burn you a tan/
This is thanks in advance for listening to me from the darkside of the California dream/
Whether you're in forclosure or you're couch surfing/
Living with burden and aren't really certain/
But know what it is to survive beyond what rips the soul out the shell and leaves a hole for a person/
A hole for a person? Hole for person/
Hope for a person/
Fear no man and fear no Reaper/
Feel the confidence rebuild your freedom/

(Hook)
I feel the salt of the ocean air
Kissin the scars of my tattoos
While they heal
And it feels so real
Cuz I been so scared
But I'm finally cool cuz they answered my prayers

All lyrics and vocals
Rheteric Ramirez
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