Pieces

Dark New Day · Twelve Year Silence [2005]

Make me

into the one you want, into the one you need

You bend & break me

you watch me seperate myself, from who I really am

To fit into your plan



You're cutting me in two

Ripping me in three

You're killing with those words you say to me

You're cutting me in two

Ripping me in three

How many pieces can you take from me?

Take from me



Take it- whatever's left is only following routine and

Fake it- and give into the thoughts that being bought is what I am

To fit into your plan



You're cutting me in two

Ripping me in three

You're killing with those words you say to me

You're cutting me in two

Ripping me in three

How many pieces can you take from me?

Take from me



The wheels they turn for you, a deity for two

Holding on, it's true- won't bring it back again

The way you look my friend, it's closer to the end

I'm holding out a hand, to bring it back again



You're cutting me in two

Ripping me in three

You're killing with those words you say to me

You're cutting me in two

Ripping me in three

How many pieces can you take from me?

Take from me