Splinter
Such a bitter truth,
and you can't swallow it, 'cause it's "not who you are".
All see through the illusion you're getting so far.
It's a shame: So much potential and it's all laid to waste.
I'll bear the blame,
deep down you know you're your own enemy.
The promises and all we've built, all broken with our bonds.
In the splinter, my wounds were so deep from the wrongs you said.
Now, I'm winter; cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
Cold is the fury as in my heart, you're dead.
Here in my heart, you're dead:
Filled with apathy and disrespect for all loyalty.
I can see so clearly now, there's no saving who's fallen so far.
In the splinter, my wounds were so deep from the wrongs you said.
Now, I'm winter; so cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
At its center, this tragedy's born of a loyalty misplaced.
Now, I'm winter; so cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
Cold is the fury as in my heart, you're dead.
The promises and all we've built, all broken; broken by our bonds.
Cold fury as my sight turns red. Here in my heart, you're dead.
At its center, my only mistake was my loyalty.
In the splinter,
my wounds were so deep from every wrong that you said.
Now, I'm winter; so cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
Cold is the fury as in my heart, you're dead.
Here in my heart, you are dead.
Here in my heart, you're dead.
and you can't swallow it, 'cause it's "not who you are".
All see through the illusion you're getting so far.
It's a shame: So much potential and it's all laid to waste.
I'll bear the blame,
deep down you know you're your own enemy.
The promises and all we've built, all broken with our bonds.
In the splinter, my wounds were so deep from the wrongs you said.
Now, I'm winter; cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
Cold is the fury as in my heart, you're dead.
Here in my heart, you're dead:
Filled with apathy and disrespect for all loyalty.
I can see so clearly now, there's no saving who's fallen so far.
In the splinter, my wounds were so deep from the wrongs you said.
Now, I'm winter; so cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
At its center, this tragedy's born of a loyalty misplaced.
Now, I'm winter; so cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
Cold is the fury as in my heart, you're dead.
The promises and all we've built, all broken; broken by our bonds.
Cold fury as my sight turns red. Here in my heart, you're dead.
At its center, my only mistake was my loyalty.
In the splinter,
my wounds were so deep from every wrong that you said.
Now, I'm winter; so cold is my fury as in my heart you're dead.
Cold is the fury as in my heart, you're dead.
Here in my heart, you are dead.
Here in my heart, you're dead.
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Writer(s): Joseph Izayea
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