Shattered

Can you make it burn? Broken pieces lie Just where they fall Shattered in the aftermath The chaos of it all Cold to the touch When you only want to feel it burn Can you make it burn? The weight of remorse carries far Heavy broken pieces in my arms I'm cold to the touch, cold to the touch If you could only make it burn Can you make it burn? Broken pieces lie Just where they fall Shattered in the aftermath The chaos of it all Cold to the touch When you only want to feel it burn Can you make it burn?