I found this weapon on the rooftop floor
Searching for answers and to find some more
Remembering pop was a world war vet
Keeping his treasures locked behind his bed

Gain his respect
Or get a lot to reject

He had a scar on his his chin
As a mark of the war he fought in
This cutlass new to cut through
Every piece of love he ever knew
This ghost hunts my mind
But for now I'll leave this fight behind

I never knew him as close to me
No easy relation as far as I can see
When ever he looked at me I held breath
I froze and I was really scared to death

Gain his respect
Or get a lot to reject

He had a scar on his his chin
As a mark of the war he fought in
This cutlass new to cut through
Every piece of love he ever knew
This ghost hunts my mind
But for now I'll leave this fight behind

He had a scar
He had a scar"