| This one came from looking
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| This one opened twice
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| These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes
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| This one needed stitches and
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| This one came from rings
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| This one isn’t even there, but I feel it more because you don’t care
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| Yeah, cut right into me
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| Yeah, yes I am Made Of Scars
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| Yes, I am made of scars
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| This one had it coming
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| This one found a vein
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| This one was an accident, but never gave me pain
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| This one was my fathers and
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| This one you can’t see
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| This one had me scared to death,
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| But I guess I should be glad I’m not dead!
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| Yeah, cut right into me
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| Yeah, because I am made of scars
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| Yes, I am made of scars
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| God, don’t you believe the hype?
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| God, don’t you believe the hype?
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| God, don’t you believe the hype?
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| God, don’t you believe the hype?
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| And I will find a way
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| Everything you are I will betray
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| Oh, I swear that I will find a way
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| Everything you are’s inside me
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| This one was the first one
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| This one had a vice
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| This one here I like to rub on dark and stormy nights
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| This one was the last one,
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| I don’t remember how
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| But I remember blood and rain
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| AND I NEVER SAW IT COMING AGAIN
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| Yeah, cut right into me
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| Yeah, yes I am made of scars
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| Yes, I am made of scars
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| Yes, I am made of scars
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| Yes, I am made of scars
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| That’s what I’m made of!!! |