Letras
They, they tell me I'm better off
I puncture and wound and bleed
to me it's a portrait
a journey of self discovery
To them, that's never really the case
how 'bout we sing it while showing it all?
these colors are my stories
and a riddle for them to unfold
Dotted lines to find my way back
marking crimes to find my way back
keep track of time
yes, I am different
Dotted lines to find my way back
marking crimes to find my way back
keep track of time
yes, I am different
They, they tell me
like I'm some kind of dead beat sinner
I know what you're thinking
it's not their place
no they don't
news flash to y'all
there's a reason why gold doesn't glitter
it's for the wanderers not to get lost
you see pieces that are strong does not wither
but thrusting deep roots
just makes it better
Dotted lines to find my way back
marking crimes to find my way back
keep track of time
yes, I am different
Dotted lines to find my way back
marking crimes to find my way back
keep track of time
yes, I am different
these lines are sacred
these colors my banners
this is us, this is me
proud to wear our hearts on our skin
beautiful moments kept, every moment seized
broken promises, lessons to keep
life to welcome and life that leaves
yes, this is us, this is me
proud to wear our hearts on our skin
proud to wear our hearts