Deep Wounds

Deep wounds, still burn inna mi chest, Smile pon mi face but mi soul cyaan rest. Old scars talk when di night get cold, Too much pain dat mi never told. Every betrayal carve deep inna bone, Learn fi survive when yuh stand alone. Dem laugh when yuh stumble, dem cheer when yuh fall, Now mi build mi spirit like a concrete wall. (instrumental part) No pity. No mercy. No tears fi hide. If yuh move like a Pussyclaat, life crush yuh pride. Stand tall. Tek di pain. Carry every scar. Deep wounds build warriors… Dat a who wi are. Deep wounds… dem never really fade. Every likkle cut mek a warrior get made. Pussyclaat… nah fold under pain. Stand back up an rise again. Deep wounds… turn blood into fire. Every scar push mi spirit higher. (Instrumental part) Fresh cuts open wounds from before, Every new hurt kick open di door. Mi remember every promise weh dem break, Every fake smile, every snake. Heart get heavy, eyes get dry, Still mi refuse fi lay down an die. Weak mind disappear inna smoke an dust, Only di strong survive by trust. (Instrumental part) No pity. No mercy. No tears fi hide. If yuh move like a Pussyclaat, life crush yuh pride. Stand tall. Tek di pain. Carry every scar. Deep wounds build warriors… Dat a who wi are. Deep wounds… dem never really fade. Every likkle cut mek a warrior get made. Pussyclaat… nah fold under pain. Stand back up an rise again. Deep wounds… turn blood into fire. Every scar push mi spirit higher. (Instrumental part) Deep wounds… still bleeding inside. Still mi walk wid courage an pride. Pussyclaat… never live inna fear. Real soul stand when di ending near. Deep wounds… write truth pon mi skin. Every scar remind mi… Di fight start within.