For

blind

man

ask

me

for-

give-

ness

I

won't

de-

ny

my-

self

Dis-

res-

pect

you

have

giv-

en

Your

suf-

fe-

ring's

my

wealth

I

feed

off

pain,

force

fed

to

love

it

And

now

I

swal-

low

whole

I'll

ne-

ver

live

in

the

past

Let

free-

dom

ring

with

a

shot-

gun

blast

Burn

my

fist

to

the

conc-

rete

My

fear

is

my

strength

Po-

wer,

rage

un-

bo-

und

strength

Been

poun-

ded

by

the

streets

Cy-

a-

nide

blood

burns

down

the

sky-

line

Hat-

red

is

pu-

ri-

ty

The

bul-

let

con-

nects

at

last

Let

free-

dom

ring

with

a

shot-

gun

blast

Scarred

Scarred

Scarred

Scarred

Scarred

Pour

the

salt

in

the

wound

Scarred

Pour

the

salt

in

the

wound

Scarred

Pour

the

salt

in

the

wound

O

scarred