My heart is severely scared, my mind feels the burns of the rusty chains weighing them down… there’s no escape from my mental scars I mean.. metal bars…times you can’t see clear because vision is clouded by the fog of time. Body unmotivated and addicted to the prescriptions that are suppose to heal it.. your reality has collided with the fictional curse of expectations leading you to an exhausting alley way of healing… all for you to just become a record with Knicks and Scraps… your a beautiful unforgettable song to those listening but your really screaming trying to escape…