Scars, I’ve got plenty of those.

Burning, yeah, I’m closer.

I’m back, better than ever.

Smile, I’ll cover it up.

I’m coming, I’m close.

Stick right, seat belt on.

Hang on, grab the bar.

It’s high, I set it that way.

Lost two in a year, it’s hateful.

God, it’s so hurtful.

But I’ll smile.

These scars of mine.

One for you, another for you.

There’s only pain in my work.

This is how bleeding leads to beauty…

Bleeding black.

Burning purple and blue.

Bruised, this heart of mine.

These scars, they tell me.

They talk, me oh my, they burn.

Lost two in a year, it’s hateful.

God, it’s so hurtful.

You’re my life.

You’re my drug.

You’re my oxygen.

Taking a big gulp after a year.

Ah, that’s refreshing.

Taking the leap.

I’m chasing.

Lost two in a year, it’s hateful.

God, it’s so hurtful.

Scars.

Scars, you’re mine.

I own you. I earned you.

You were only ever meant for me.

I’ll look in the mirror.

This battered and broken body.

Crimson and cloud purple.

It’s always been so beautiful.

Lost two in a year, it’s hateful.

God, it’s so hurtful.

At least one can come back.

Ravi, you’re my life.

I need you.

And will forever love you.