A Scar a Past (Formative Years) - Nils Bech

A scar is the past that will be passed around

Passed around, passed around

A scar is the past that will be passed around

Passed around from you

Whatever you say, whatever you do

The past will be there following you

No matter how hard, how hard you try

It will make a mark on your lover’s heart

A scar a past, a past passed around

Passed around, passed around

A scar a past, a past passed around

Passed around from you

Whatever you say, whatever you do

The past will be there following you

No matter how hard, how hard you try

It will make a mark on your lover’s heart

A hand springs out from the cheekbone

A made up dance a made up song

A dress falls down and then you laugh

And all is joy and so is the voice

It’s like the choir sings with the little boy

But soon you’ll be told that this part has to change

A scar a past, a past passed around

Passed around, passed around

A scar a past, a past passed around

Passed around from you

Whatever you say, whatever you do

The past will be there following you

No matter how hard, how hard you try

It will make a mark on your lover’s heart

There is no room for this type of wealth

Act this way, shape yourself

Into something that is no longer you

Deny that side that nature gave

A boy is a boy he don’t act this way

The shame gets taught and it finds its place