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I do see the scars that have broke your heart
These broken pieces aren’t who you are
My love and is deep and I’ll show you how
Just look at my Son, believe in —
Blessed, but all she feels is rejection
Looks in the mirror and hates to see her reflection
Yeah, so she eats to deal with the pain while sinking inside of shame,
can’t see it behind the frames
Funny how the Designers that hide her is just disguises
If you looked in her eyes, she’s crying for her designer
Yeah, she wakes up in a race to put her face on
With makeup that’s caked up and caked on
And maybe she’s conceited, who God made is not enough and she really feels so
defeated, Lord
I’m praying she will believe it, you made her and says she’s good,
if she knew you then she could see it
The rules cut deep, just peep the scars and the wrists
She sees the
Father, look at Daddy’s little girl dying, tryna meet the standards of the world
The standards of the world
I do see the scars that have broke your heart
These broken pieces aren’t who you are
My love and is deep and I’ll show you how
Just look at my Son, believe in —
Blessed, but all he feels is rejection
Looks in the mirror and hates to see his reflection
Shrink rays to 6th grade, with money comes power, with power comes status,
all he’s thinking is get paid
You can see it plain
His Papa was a rolling stone, added temptations for him to be the same
His Mama said he would be just like him
Now he lookin' in the mirror, he look just like him, Lord
Off in the streets with the ratchet and it ain’t got no weave
His father never said, «I love you,» to his face
And it hurts, deep inside he loves the man he says he hates
Up, and then one day thugs cry, he’s feeling like, and even though some tried,
he don’t know what love like
All he knows, a father left his son but he doesn’t know the Father gave his Son
So he could become one
I do see the scars that have broke your heart
These broken pieces aren’t who you are
My love and is deep and I’ll show you how
Just look at my Son, believe in —