Spent i ll clean up the mess that you are

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I went to see you in the hospital
The murmur of voices floating along the hall
The ceiling stand was always the same
Is this your claim to a holiday
You wear a smile like a frown
Dressed in a hospital gown
I'm confessing to guessing
What is the truth about you
The white sheets could be a beginning or an end
To this poor hard life
We were trying to make sense of the accident
The accidental meaning of hopelessness and fate
That let you to this fragile state
The weary of the world, you said
It's the living of your life you dread
You're afraid you'll show the scars
Of who you really are
What will she be
But your scars are who you are to me
They tell a secret history
To others they don't show
No one will ever know
But me
Our scars are who we are, you see
They tell a secret history
Of how you've been undone
And how you've overcome
Our scars are who we are, you see
They tell a secret history
To others they don't show
No one will ever know
But me

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