Scott E Cooper - Bad Museum

There's a space in the garden I used to bury my pain
But I'd rather sit down at the end of the day And talk it through with no one else but you
They lay the foundations from shit you collect A couple of broken records spinning round the deck
But one voice rings true, it's you
There's a collection of scars in a trophy case In the house called a bad museum
Your struggles just a story you don't need to add more chapters to
Do you really even need them
Cause they're a victory
There's a collection of scars in a trophy case In the house called a bad museum

Written by:
Scott Cooper

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