Taste of Danger

I was born in a raging sea 
Stars dancing in my eyes 
Living in the rubble of the broken city 
Breathing in the air of demise 
Catapulted into a reality reeking of wounds 
I'll stitch them up like I fought in a war 
Wear them around like scars I've known too soon 
They'll all ask me why and what for;
Walking right past like they hadn't said a word 
Pouring smoke from my lungs 
They'll ask me if I've been hurt 
They'll ask me these for weeks, for months 
Like somehow I've been cursed;
My sister was death on the winds of change 
My brother was mischief in the eyes of pain 
My mother was the spear that pierced my heart 
My father was the shredder that tore truth apart 
Raised by the wolves I love the chase 
Danger bled and I loved the taste 
Speeding down the road wind roaring in my ears 
Said fuck it to the world now I say same to my tears 
Walking around with a smile to my scars 
Leaving impressions deeper than the tread marks