| I don’t remember how I got all these scars |
| But I know I lived a hell of a life |
| I can’t remember how I made it this far |
| But I know it was a hell of a fight |
| Could’ve been some bones in a coffin |
| Stoned, drinking vodka, locked up with the bros |
| Causing problems, broke at the bottom |
| You know that I |
| Got a lotta marks under these clothes |
| Shoulda killed me, somehow I survived |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |
| I don’t remember how I ended up here |
| But I know I probably shoulda died |
| I don’t remember why I cried all those tears |
| But I know that I turned out alright |
| I know that people wanted me dead, I lost all my friends |
| Was running from the cops |
| dark in my head |
| You know that I have seen a lotta things in all of my years |
| But I’m thankful for this crazy life |
| Every single scar and every single scrape |
| Every bruise and tattoo along the way |
| It tells a little story that I can’t explain |
| Because the words escape me but the marks remain |
| They won’t ever fade and they can’t be erased |
| They made me who I am and I am not ashamed |
| Every bump and scratch and every drop of blood |
| Prove how far I’ve came |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |
| I have had my scars longer than most of my friends |
| Crashed a couple cars, put some stitches in my legs |
| Look up at the stars and all I can say is thanks |
| Recovery was hard but it made me who I am |
| All these ugly battlescars complete me |
| They’re reminders of the demons who tried they best to defeat me |
| They don’t look so good in photos but my struggles ain’t beneath me |
| And these tattoos ain’t for nothing, this is physical graffiti |
| Every broken bone, all the sticks and stones |
| And the moments when I felt so alone |
| Every single tear and like a million beers |
| That I only drank so I could try to cope |
| Every bloody nose and all the muddy clothes |
| When I was in the dirt down inside a hole |
| Every single scuff and every single scab |
| Made me who I am |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |
| These tattoos on my arms |
| Hide from you all the scars |