Every wound will shape me
Every scar will build my throne
So you can throw me to the wolves, Tomorrow I will come back Leader of the whole pack, Beat me black and blue, Every wound will shape me, Every scar will build my throne. The sticks and the stones that You used to throw have Built me an empire, So don’t even try To cry me a river Cos’ I forgive you, You are the reason I still fight, I’ll leave you choking On every word you left unspoken