The scar of belief
You will never go away, always remind me of my mistakes
Their is a punishment
The pain of stupidity and ignorance
What you thought was right was wrong
Your belief was so strong you injected yourself with ink
You let the needle stab the skin and taint the soul
You disfigured yourself to make a point
You where wrong and tattoo still stuck around
People laugh at you, for the idiocy of your mistake
So blantant on your arm your being is expressed
So plain you can see you are just a mere man who believed
That is more than most, the idiocy was a blessing
The tattoo showed that you can do the right thing and be wrong
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