Your scars are beautiful, unknown of its provenience
You told me they make you look ugly, I say
The mirrors have been lying,
with a fear of not witnessing
The belle of this era.
The scars gave you s...
Your scars are beautiful, unknown of its provenience
You told me they make you look ugly, I say
The mirrors have been lying,
with a fear of not witnessing
The belle of this era.
The scars gave you s...