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If life is a scar, why are you waiting for the world to see
Who it is you are, and not who they want you to be
It's passing you by in a grey that's hardly lit
And who am I to tell you how to color it
Oh-oh, show them who you are to set you free
Oh-oh, show them your perfect scar
The one I have on me
And don't let those bastards drag you down
If life is pain
You're sure it is, 'cause the pain is real
But what if life was love
Just love, for you to feel
Oh-oh, show them who you are to set you free
Oh-oh, show them your perfect scar
The one I have on me
And don't let those bastards drag you down
Oh-oh, show them who you are to set you free
Oh-oh, show them your perfect scar
The one I have on me
Oh-oh, show them who you are to set you free
Oh-oh, show them your perfect scar
The one I have on me
And don't let those bastards drag you down
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