Made of Stone - Geometric Vision

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

Climb that ladder You gotta hold your tongue You better turn a blind eye 'fore they take your other one Kneel and bow Take your licks You gotta swallow your pride Hope success comes quick Back that up Run like a rabbit, as fast as you can 'Cause we all trade for what we want Is what you get worth you gave up? If you're alright Then you're made to parade After years at the company winning From the high horse you will ride You will look down at the peasantry Kill themselves to make you smile Slake your thirst, bitches Come get what you deserve Kill the very last whale aboard a yacht of fur Binge and purge I did not notice the weight of the chains till they're cut from me How'd I drag them for so long? Drain the ocean All I am is what you mean to me How I love you above all What you worship is your god You're sure to be a winner, babe Give your best years away To a bloated corporation Who'll work you like a slave Best think twice Oh I, oh I don't know what time it was I just felt so young With a brand new page In the morning sun So you're made to parade with the mess you made? Well, by all means If I followed you, I'd be lost too, that can never be So you're made to parade with the mess you made? Well, float away If I followed you, I'd be lost too, that can never be