Running away
From the sticks and the stones
That started to break you
Running away
From the sticks and the stones
That started to break you
Feeling the same
Like a brick in your soul
Yet your heart's still vacant
As I watched the years pass by
I sat around and wondered why
I had to deal with the fear of life
In conversations with myself
Second guessing and self-doubt
Paired with having to break down
Brick walls just to figure it out
The conversations helped me grow
I'm bruised and broken some might say
But been successful in a way
I know I'm not how I want to be
I imagined things so differently
I wish I could be back in the day
When I was happy just to play
And whether sunshine or the rain
It didn't matter
Running away
From the sticks and the stones
That started to break you
Feeling the same
Like a brick in your soul
Yet your heart's still vacant
Running away
From the sticks and the stones
That started to break you
Feeling the same
Like a brick in your soul
Yet your heart's still vacant
I'm bruised and broken some might say
But been successful in a way
I know I'm not how I want to be
I imagined things so differently
And I realize that I'm starting to grow old
As I watch my family go
Pick up the pieces as they begin to fall
Can you even see my scars?
(So, follow me)
Running away
From the sticks and the stones
That started to break you
Feeling the same
Like a brick in your soul
Yet your heart's still vacant
Running away
From the sticks and the stones
That started to break you
Feeling the same
Like a brick in your soul
Yet your heart's still vacant
(I'm still running away) Pick up the pieces as they begin to fall
(I'm still running away) Can you even see my scars?