Letra da Música: Short Stacked And Long Odds Against - Scars To Prove

Waking wrapped in a plastic bag is what you wanted, right? finding me locked in the trunk of your car is not gratifying.
I run and hide but everywhere i go and find something in me that reminds me of feeling safe.
So go ahead,
Pull the teeth from your mouth again.
The swelling won't go down unless you stop tounging your cheek.
And everything you do reminds me of what we can not explain 'cause you're out of your reach and out of time again.
And so i'm not anybody that carries this over.
I hope you know those eyes have burned out.
The ones that burned a hole in my head have extinguished... you're out of your own self-doubt.
This is the last thing i've ever wanted then how come you can play this game?
I've used all myself and now i'm down in flames.