My life is a battlefield
And my arms show the war
I've been trying to find peace
But I don't think there's anymore
I'm fighting real hard
But I'm not getting very far
Because at the end of the day
There's just another scar.
Happiness. It truly is a gift
And you're not thankful for it until its gone
And for everyone who's living without it
In my eyes, they will always be strong.
