Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rhyme, artist - Scratch21. Album song Scratch21, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 22.12.2014
Record label: SwiftSound Studios
Song language: English
The Rhyme |
Hold your breath |
While you watch me fall |
It’s easier to say nothing at all |
I need a friend, playing pretend’s not working |
These pills are useless and the shadows keep lurking |
Let me go |
There’s nothing left inside |
To run and hide is all I know to survive |
The nightmare won’t end |
This life grows colder |
Come wake me up when it’s all over |
Some of us made it |
But no one deserved it |
I’m silent, I’m screaming |
Sticks and stones was |
The rhyme that they taught us |
To fight off our monsters |
To help numb the darkness |
But what they forgot was |
Is you don’t need to break my bones |
For you to break me |
The voices won’t stop |
Don’t let me be alone |
Please someone, I just wanna go back home |
Lock the door |
I’m rotting in my room |
I hope tomorrow doesn’t come too soon |
My tears ran dry, my heart’s suffocating |
The bruises and I are slowly fading |
Make it stop |
There’s whispers in my head |
The mirrors echo everything they’ve said |
To rise and shine is so hard to do |
When all the light has been taken from you |
Some of us made it |
But no one deserved it |
I’m silent, I’m screaming |
Sticks and stones was |
The rhyme that they taught us |
To fight off our monsters |
To help numb the darkness |
But what they forgot was |
Is you don’t need to break my bones |
For you to break me |
The voices won’t stop |
Don’t let me be alone |
Please someone, I just wanna go back home |
I remember every story they wrote on my back |
Bruises like words tattooed into my skin in blue and black ink |
I remember every kitchen sink surgery |
Where family had to stitch me back together |
I remember every happily ever that never came to pass |
We didn’t go to school in fairy tales |
We went to school in all the gory details of a horror story |
While monsters made us victims of their comedy |
We, the recipients of their punch lines |
They hung insults around our necks like signs |
Inviting anyone to join in |
Their words were invisible ink that they tattooed upon our skin |
Some of us made it |
But no one deserved it |
I’m silent, I’m screaming |
Sticks and stones was |
The rhyme that they taught us |
To fight off our monsters |
To help numb the darkness |
But what they forgot was |
Is you don’t need to break my bones |
For you to break me |
The voices won’t stop |
Don’t let me be alone |
Please someone, I just wanna go back home |
I know that I’m stronger |
Broken heart of a fighter |
My scars remind me that I’m a survivor |
This life is a tough game and I don’t wanna play it |
I’m reaching for a hand |
Help me make it |
But it’s too much so I give up |
Just please don’t hate me |
My letter’s on the pillow with a kiss goodbye |
I’m sorry mom but I promise that I tried |