Seven from the left
A chip marks the time I cant forget
These scars we keep

Reminders of the lives we have to lead
We are the renegade abject
Our pain becomes a catalyst to contradict


Once speaking in addiction with perfect diction
We now disregard past dialects for the language of unshakable self respect

Grateful, and hateful, we walk in self exile
Out of the storm
Out the past

To the doorway that will never collapse

I laugh with broken teeth

Lost was everything, regained gruelingly
I laugh with broken teeth
So beaten was I once... now hammers break on me


? and I do look back with sympathy sometimes
So I dedicate this to the me I left behind

Who is all whose lives are denied by the wounds accumulated over time
And attempts to cauterize them with lies


These scars we keep
Tarnished steel redeems
Cowardice with confidence

We laugh with broken teeth

So lost was everything

So beaten were we once
Now hammers break on us
Now hammers break on us