Scratch

So a boy who was too shy
Loves a game he wants to play
Went to a bar to find some pence
Now he’s got in selfdefense

Then they push him
Then they kick him
Then they smash him
You will see
Then they push him
Then they kick him
Then they smash him
You will see

Once there was a day
When all the people wanted to pray
Once there was a night
When all the people lost their pride

So the boy tries to hide
Walks thru the streets, nothing is right
And the kid, freezes like shit
Now he hopes to make a hit

And the rain falls down on me…

Well the boy who was too shy
Looks to the moon and begins to cry
His skin gets dark, his nail get sharp
And he smells fresh blood

No one’s pushing
No one’s kicking
No one’s smashing
You will see