Testo Pieces

Pieces of me
Falling out
Into your hell
I thought I'd bordered up

And when I reach there
And when I reach there
We were young then
Called it a bruise
But I'm not ashamed
The illness is in you

And when I reach there
And when I reach there

I'll be filled with
All the love in me
Knowing no prison
Will ever make me free

Pieces of mе
Pieces of me Piеces of me