Nine - Touché Amoré

I’ve gotten good at hiding

When I feel like hiding

My mouth is great at running

When I feel like (running)

Now I’m biting the hairs on my arm like I do

When I don’t know where I am

Or what I should do

I’ve been blessed with these eyes

That come with innocent questions

Like «Where I’m from»

Holding expectations

To give obvious answers

And tell no lies

I swear there’s nothing innocent in these eyes

Because I’ve seen dead friends

And I’ve seen murder

And I’ve done things I wish I hadn’t done

But that’s not to say

I’m not afraid of long nights dwelling on past mistakes

Because with life moving as fast as it does

I’ll still have stories to fucking tell