Battle Scars by Lupe Fiasco & Guy Sebastian
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Iāve had my share of battles but none left me in shackles fightin, not always survivinā blindsided by the lies he told, to keep a hold on my heart. He played the part so well, I couldnāt tell I was losinā while he was cruisinā his way through my pain.
Nothinā to ninety Iād run but heād find me Easier to stay, sleep was my escape Iād died a thousand times inside No one noticed, no one protested I donāt have battle scars, Itās too obvious what those are My pain lives inside Where the worst of his demons hide
I didnāt ask for this war But somehow Iām the star of itās encore cursed to relive the worst of every moment, of his torment lost, never found, bound to the pain of a battle stain in a war, I didnāt ask for I wish I didnāt know, I could let go But my memory is his penitentiary










