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These are the scars i've made. these are the scars that made me. these are the shapes i drew. these are the shapes that drew me. i see the way you stare at me and call me a damned freak. a bizarre-sight to see as if that's a bad thing i wear my history in plain view i don't hide anything from you my insides are out in the open this is the life i have chosen [chorus] don't judge me you've got scars too right there: inside of you. don't judge me you're damaged too right there: inside of you. don't judge me you're ugly too right there: inside of you! i see you scowling at me 'cos i'm wearing no colors black is the way that we see who are our brothers Songtextewe show our pain on the surface our crisis is our catharsis there's good and evil inside us our shared wounds serve to unite us (Dank an Harmjoy für den Text) Aus Songtexte Mania