Scars in the Clock

An introspective hip hop track about how time can heal even the deepest wounds. The scars remain, but they become symbols of strength and growth, turning pain into experience and into music. "Scars in the Clock" Yeah, Time on my wrist but it don’t tick back, Old photos in a shoebox, memories stacked. Late nights, cold streets, heart in a crack, Learned real fast how the world can attack. Every goodbye left a bruise on the soul, Every promise broken took a toll. Used to think pain was a permanent role, Like a dark tunnel with no control. But mornings kept coming, sun through the blinds, Dust in the air, but peace in the mind. Every step forward left something behind, Pieces of hurt I no longer defined. I thought the wounds would never close, Felt like winter in my bones. But seasons change without a sound, And somehow I’m still around. Time keeps moving, even when it’s hard, Slowly healing every broken part. Yeah, the cuts fade, but the scars remain, Like a map of every storm and rain. I don’t hide ‘em, I just let ‘em show, Proof of everywhere I had to go. Time don’t erase, it just makes you strong, Turns every hurt into a song. Used to carry anger like a heavy coat, Every word they said still in my throat. Walking through the city with a silent note, Every heartbeat felt like it might choke. Friends turned strangers, love turned cold, Dreams got lost in the stories untold. But pain got lighter the more I grew old, Truth started shining through the mold. Now I see scars like medals I wear, Each one whispering, “You were there.” Through the dark nights and the heavy air, You didn’t break, you learned to repair. I used to run from every mark, Hide the lines across my heart. Now I see them in the light, Proof I made it through the fight. Time keeps moving, even when it’s hard, Slowly healing every broken part. Yeah, the cuts fade, but the scars remain, Like a map of every storm and rain. I don’t hide ‘em, I just let ‘em show, Proof of everywhere I had to go. Time don’t erase, it just makes you strong, Turns every hurt into a song. Tick-tock, hear the seconds breathe, Every loss was a lesson underneath. Every tear was a seed in the ground, Now I see new life all around. What once hurt is a story now, What once broke me made me proud. I don’t need to forget the past, Just learned how to outgrow the cast. So I walk with a rhythm in my chest, Every scar just a line in the text. Of a life that was messy at best, But every setback led to the next. No rewind, no clean restart, Just a healed but human heart. Every second a brand new art, Painting hope where the cracks once start. Time keeps moving, that’s the truth, It softens pain, it hardens proof. Scars remain, but they don’t control, They’re just stories on the soul. So I keep walking, head up high, Let the past wave its last goodbye. Time don’t fix you overnight, But it teaches you how to fight. Yeah… Every scar got a memory inside, Every memory means you survived. Time don’t lie, it just reminds You’re still here… and you’re alive. Tutti i diritti relativi alla musica, ai testi, ai contenuti audio, video, grafica e a qualsiasi altro materiale presente sono riservati e protetti dalle normative vigenti in materia di diritto d’autore. È vietata la riproduzione, distribuzione, modifica, trasmissione o utilizzo, anche parziale, senza preventiva autorizzazione scritta del legittimo titolare dei diritti.