Flushed ink where my wrist ends
Words rhyme so I won't forget
Cast iron is my conscience
And it takes a toll to know
I've noticed a trend
Where I'm bleeding from the bones, trying to understand
Why my ribs have grown soft
Or why the lights have dimmed
North Star, how do I find my way back home?
I have scars; maybe time will fix me slowly
Ooh I know that I'm just growing
But I've learned with age and loss of youth
There is no game, this is the truth
Ooh I know I'm not alone
I only feel that way with distance
I only feel that way with distance
Faded ink where my wrist ends
Blurred words that I forget
My compass off by a crosswind
And I have never been so scared
I've noticed a trend
Where I fall to my grazed knees trying to understand
Why my ribs have grown soft
I pray to the light that's left
North Star, how do I find my way back home?
I have scars; maybe time will fix me slowly
North Star, how do I find my way back home?
I have scars; maybe time will fix me slowly...
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