How Deep It Runs - Cult Leader

A childhood buried under maple leaves

Why didn’t they stop the monster?

I remember the summer sun

The sweating hands

The stinking breath

And the whispers

I didn’t know I needed saving until I saw all that worry in their eyes

They turned their heads

Forgot it happened

I’m covered in ten thousand scars

I didn’t even know I had them and I can’t see how deep it runs