Splinters

(Verse 1 — brooding, tense)

I’ve been draggin’ all my sorrows

Like a chain around my name,

Every promise that you borrowed

Left the world a little changed.

There’s a sickness in the silence

Every time you turn away,

And I’m standin’ in the wreckage

Of the words we didn’t say.

(Pre-Chorus — rising tension, Seether grit)

I’m tired of bein’ broken,

I’m tired of all the blame—

I choke on every moment

That still whispers out your name.

(Chorus — big, melodic, emotional punch)

’Cause I’ve been fallin’ into pieces

With the splinters in my hands,

Tryna hold what’s left together

But it crumbles where I stand.

And if the truth is gettin’ darker

Every time I try to see—

Then I don’t know

If what remains

Is really even me.

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(Verse 2 — heavier, grunge influence)

I’ve been feelin’ like a ghost now

In the place I used to live,

You took everything worth keepin’

And there’s nothing left to give.

Yeah, you blame me for the damage,

But the cracks were yours to make—

You were burnin’ down the bridges

Long before they fell away.

(Pre-Chorus — building pressure)

I’m sick of all the memories

You carved beneath my skin—

It’s like every time I heal a wound

You tear it back again.

(Chorus — heavier impact, more emotional)

’Cause I’ve been fallin’ into pieces

With the splinters in my hands,

Tryna hold what’s left together

But it crumbles where I stand.

And if the truth is gettin’ darker

Every time I try to see—

Then I don’t know

If what remains

Is really even me.

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(Bridge — Seether-style bitterness + vulnerability)

I can’t run,

I can’t hide,

From the mess you left inside.

Every lie,

Every crime,

Still is beating with my pride.

I can’t breathe,

I can’t change,

When the past is still engraved—

But if I break,

If I fade,

Will you even know my name?

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(Final Chorus — most powerful, emotional lift)

Yeah, I’ve been fallin’ into pieces

With the splinters in my hands,

Tryna fix the broken story

That you’ll never understand.

And if the truth keeps getting darker

Every time I try to see—

Then what’s left now

Is just a shadow

Of who I used to be.