Testo Fracture

i've left the shame behind
to the ones who still feel

something has been broken
something has been fractured

fractured back and fractured hands
can't hold the broken pieces
how can i fake anymore
i can't fake anymore

overloaded, shrinking and shivering
the end creeps up slowly

mutilated to be shot in the frame
i just can't hold the symmetry

sorrow i ran through infects every glance
the pains i suffered infects everything

while i face the defeat by myself
i still hang on to your vanishing smile 'till i realised it's just a blade rising
on my head
so i stay
lying in the same dark corner,
staring at the same dead end