LYRIC FOR SALE

By Matias M

Not having tattoos on your arms
doesn't make you a piece of fine art.
Why would you remain pure and untouched?
Life's meant to finish due to your scars.

What story are you going to share?
Whose life are you meant to change?
What trace are you going to leave behind
if you never dare to speak your mind?

I don't want to be a blank page,
unwritten, forgotten.
A page no one will read.
I want to have my own story,
a lifetime to tell,
written all over my body.
You're so dull, callous, aloof.
I don't wanna... Not wanna be like you.

Not voicing your opinion
just makes you a bit more oblivious.
Why would you remain silent?
Life doesn't start if there's no blast.

Who's ever gonna think of you
when there's nothing but the truth?
Who's gonna miss you at the end
if you never called your friends?

I don't want to be a blank page,
unwritten, forgotten.
A page no one will read.
I want to have my own story,
a lifetime to tell,
written all over my body.
You're so dull, callous, aloof.
I don't wanna... Not wanna be like you.