Well,
You can see a lot of things by the light of the moon
& You can tell a lot of things by the way they move
You hear a lot of things when you’re walking down the street
& You take a little piece of everyone you meet
You’ll find a lot of things where you never expected
& Lose a lot of things that you thought that you needed
We all have lies we tell ourselves
& We all have our reasons
We’re really all just looking for something to believe in
When you see it coming
It’s probably too late
When you’re holding the matches
Don’t you hesitate
Sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again
Sometimes you get diamonds from the ashes in the end
Everything is what you make it
Everyone is broken
But the scars make us beautiful, so go out & fucking earn them
& Take the good with the bad
Take the tears & the laughs
Take whatever the fuck you can
Nobody makes it out alive
So, don’t you let them steal your shine
At the end of the line
We’re all just kickin up dust
✨
blood and lace 