Canthus Viewpoints Lyrics - Darko

I really gotta stop picking fights 

With the ghosts of my past 

While I'm rolling with the punches 

I'm not sure how long I'm gonna last 

Pour salt on the open wound 

Love the ones that hurt you, say 

I really gotta stop picking fights 

Or I'm gonna regret this 

Berating 

Every decision brings a vision of what went wrong 

Down with rounds to play with 

KO'd 

These memories haunting me 

I'm starting to think it's my life 

Flashing before my eyes 

Every man in a hood is carrying a scythe and creeping 

In the corner of my eye 

I really gotta stop picking fights 

Now the specters are winning 

But I'm smiling through the bruises, cuts and blood 

Laughing and grinning 

Pour salt on the open wound 

Love the ones that hurt you, say 

We are not gonna let it go 

These memories haunting me 

I'm starting to think it's my life 

Flashing before my eyes 

Every man in a hood is carrying a scythe and creeping 

In the corner of my eye