Cicatriz

Seven in the morning
She’s still not awake
The table’s set
But she doesn’t respond

Seven in the morning
Her mom’s at the door
The shadows once again
Slowly wake her up

And she wants to scream
Wants to cry
She’s falling behind
Falling behind
And no one wakes her up
Wants to cry
Wants to scream
Wants to cry

Early in the morning
She tries to forget
All the ghosts
That just won’t go away

So much it hurt
Nothing remains
Just scars
That won’t disappear

And she wants to scream
Wants to cry
She’s falling behind
Falling behind
And no one wakes her up
Wants to cry
Wants to scream
Wants to cry

And she wants to scream
Wants to cry
She’s falling behind
Falling behind
And no one wakes her up
Wants to cry
Wants to scream
Wants to cry