Lyrics The Box - Mourning (A) Blkstar

The Box

For all we have is secrets
Little one
I sleep when you are hiding
You pretend that you don’t cut
As if they would never know
That your arms are score cards
Tumbling 'round
See you hiding like it’s a secret
But your scars shine like stars
In my pocket
Stop tumbling down
Is it because he reminds you of your father
So love is alright with slights
Or is it 'cause you learn to take it
From your mother that you despise
The dead walk in your eyes
Little one
I sleep when you are crying
'Cause you pretend you don’t
Secrets