Like A Tattoo

It’s hard giving the sweet lies, the sweet lies,
Have it with the burden of the truth.
Spoke of his dreams, broken by the burden,
Broken by the burden of his youth.

Fourteen years, she said, I couldn’t look into the sun
And she saw thin layer at the end of my gut.

Hungry for life and thirsted for a distant river.
I remember his chaos, the way the mountains look
And the line shine diamonds from his eyes.
Hungry for life and thirsted for the distant river.

Like the sky of edge, rhythm all over my face
What is the rage of inside of me?
I feel the chill as I repell my shame to you
And I wear it like a tattoo, I wear it like a tattoo
I wear it like a tattoo, I wear it like a tattoo
And I wear it like a tattoo.