The Color Black

Bruised and bleeding the embers glow
You couldn't cover her shade of gold
The victim of your own attack
A waste of breath, distorted past
Your soul forever remains the color black

Wounded and scarred
Open your arms
So apathetic when you let it leave a mark
Spineless, you're violent when you can't get away from yourself

You treat your closest like wasted moments (bruised and bleeding)
So blame your father
When you are the cancer

She can't get out of bed, how could she leave?
Too scared to face reality
If you could think without your fist
And feel the pain that you inflict
Surely you would have to cut your limbs but your soul is the color black

Spineless, you're violent when you can't get away from yourself
(You treat your closest) like wasted moments (bruised and bleeding)
So blame your father
When you are the cancer

She can't get out of bed, how could she leave
Too scared to face reality
If you could think without your fist
And feel the pain that you inflict
Surely you would have to cut your limbs but your soul is the color black

Bruised and bleeding
The embers glow
You couldn't cover her shade of gold
The victim of your own attack
A waste of breath, distorted past
Your soul forever remains the color black
(Wounded and scarred, held in your arms)
(You feel the pain that you inflict)

Bleeding but the embers glow
Reflecting her shade of gold
Watching her as she turns her back
You remain the color black
Bleeding but the embers glow
Reflecting her shade of gold
Watching her as she turns her back
You remain the color black