Twingkle Twinkle Little Scar-Nasum

[00:08.56]A new day [00:09.91]His sinister urge is awakening [00:13.30]She's waiting [00:14.44]She knows she can't escape she can't escape the daily pain [00:20.43]Count the scars in her eyes [00:22.47]Bleeding tears by his lies [00:24.21]They say that stick and stones may break her bones [00:26.38]But words hurt the most [00:28.48]Count the scars in her heart [00:30.32]Her blood is used in his art [00:32.05]She's used she's drained she's a bag of bones [00:34.58]Living the life he chose [00:36.04]At night time [00:37.19]His drunken fist lands in her face [00:40.91]She's waiting [00:42.04]She knows she must endure she must endure his boiling hate [00:47.88]Count the scars in her eyes [00:49.90]Blinded by the sharpest knife [00:51.51]They say that stick and stones may break her bones [00:54.03]Well actually they did [00:55.90]Count the scars in her heart [00:57.85]Her blood is used in his art [01:00.10]She's used she's drained she's a bag of bones [01:01.95]Her life is lost it faded [01:03.77] [01:17.44]Some day she will avenge [01:19.73]He'll suffer her revenge [01:21.81]Sheer domestic violence [01:27.41]Count the scars in her eyes [01:29.22]Bleeding tears by his lies [01:31.04]They say that stick and stones may break her bones [01:33.30]But words hurt the most [01:35.30]Count the scars in her heart [01:37.33]Her blood is used in his art [01:38.94]She's used she's drained she's a bag of bones [01:41.30]Living the life he chose [01:43.76]