they think you're crazy they think you're mad they call you stupid worthless that you're not worth it.
kankri hated it. " o+h my go+d yo+ur so+ stupid" porrim yells ")(e's so glubin worthless he's not worth it" meenah says " H3 50 FUCKEN W07HL335 F0R 4 MUT4NT " mituna kankri had the voices of his friends his head he knows he's worthless. they don't need them to keep telling him something he already knows .
Now you're walkin' back to a place you call home But you feel so alone The same hurtful hints, it's your darker place In your virgin ears, the remarks they make
kankri walks home alone in the rain to the place he called home a cold quiet little hive.
they want him dead he know the same old hints they always say they never fail to hurt him badly, dragging him to a darker play in his mind. his virgin ears still rang with the remakes they made he wish they would leave him alone.
If they, if they really knew all those things that you do in your room To hide the pain .. I bet their minds would change, yeah
kankri entered his room throwing away the red sweater. he grabbed his sickle's the blade had dried blood still on it his blood. he started to slowly cut his arm the bright blood that he pretended to love made him sick he hides all the pain this way he wishes he could cut away his ugly blood. he bets they would love that. he keep cutting losing more blood till he passed out he would keep bleeding hoping to never wake up again.
I bet their minds would change They'd change, if they knew the pain Change
karkat look at kankri's still bloody form he wished he could tell them he knows they'll change their mind if they know to pain it caused they'll change if they know.
Cause I believe in these scars Cause I believe
karkat believed in the scars he and kankri carried he always believed it helped he believed they were the only way.