Shattered Reflection — watomihuiru

Текст песни

[Intro: Acoustic Guitar, Clean, Melancholic]
(Yeah... here we go again...)
I’m digging through the ashes of the bridges that I burned,
Another lesson taught, but it was never really learned.
I’m staring at the ceiling, waiting for the roof to fall,
I guess I never really knew you after all.
[Verse 1: Restrained, Raspy vocals]
You kept the receipt for every promise that I broke,
Treating every word I said like it was just a joke.
I’m running out of patience, I’m running out of time,
Convincing myself that the error wasn't mine.
(Wasn't mine...)
[Pre-Chorus: Build-up, Drum fill]
It’s too late to say you’re sorry,
It’s too late to rewrite the story.
[Distorted Guitar feedback]
[Chorus: Heavy, Stadium Rock, Anthemic]
Is this the person that you wanted me to be?
A broken mirror staring back at you and me!
I’m sick of saying that I’m fine, drawing lines in the sand,
When I’m the only one who doesn't understand.
Yeah, I’m the stranger in your hand!
(The stranger in your hand!)
[Verse 2: Acoustic Guitar return, Bitter tone]
I bet you’re waiting for the moment that I finally crack,
With a knife in your pocket and a hand upon my back.
We’re dancing on the edge of a cliff we built for two,
And I’m just waiting for the signal to jump with you.
[Pre-Chorus: Build-up, Rising intensity]
It’s too late to say you’re sorry,
It’s too late to rewrite the story.
(Yeah!)
[Chorus: Heavy, Aggressive, Explosive]
Is this the person that you wanted me to be?
A broken mirror staring back at you and me!
I’m sick of saying that I’m fine, drawing lines in the sand,
When I’m the only one who doesn't understand.
Yeah, I’m the stranger in your hand!
[Bridge: Slowed down, Emotional, Gritty]
[Guitar Solo]
(Yeah! Ooh-no...)
I see the cracks, I feel the pain,
I’m standing naked in the pouring rain.
You point the finger, I take the blame,
But we’re both losing at this twisted game.
[Scream]
(Twisted game!)
[Chorus: Maximum volume, Wall of sound]
Is this the person that you wanted me to be?
A broken mirror staring back at you and me!
I’m sick of saying that I’m fine, drawing lines in the sand,
When I’m the only one who doesn't understand.
Yeah, I’m the stranger in your hand!
[Outro: Acoustic Guitar, abrupt ending]
(Stranger in your hand...)
Yeah, I understand.
[Stop]