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Text: Entombed. To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speak The Truth. Wound.

I bare my scars with pride
My bone are cold right thru
The cuts are so deep
I'm on top of the world

I feel great 'bout my scars
Old habits - hard to break
The wound is to be
The cuts are so deep

I feel fine/OK
the wound is the key
Scars are marks

Scars are art

Salvation's kickin' in
Hellucination breaking free

The wound is the source
The wound is cause
The wound is my time
The wound is the high!