Grim Lucius - SCARS

Face like the culture
Sweet like the fruit
As days go by man
There's no excuses
Not enough distractions
Keep me way from the truth
Rather move on
Then get trapped in the loop

Faceless, like the culture
Drain him, like a vulture
Nothings better than private
Unless if im sitting in it alone

Tell me where I was buried
So i can burn all the bones
Set my spirit free
No longer slave to the stone

All of this darkness,
Now I'm seeing tones
Real experiences exist
I just don't expect more

Wanna tell their piece
But my ears are sore
Never got the chance
To really tell them who you are

Well I'm faceless like the culture
Sweet like the fruit
As days go by man
There's no excuses
Not enough distractions
Keep me way from the truth
Rather move on
Then get trapped in the loop

Face like the culture
Sweet like the fruit
As days go by man
There's no excuses
Not enough distractions
Keep me way from the truth
Rather move on
Then get trapped in the loop

Written by:
Gerrard Larrieu

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