VERSE
My spreading fear
fills my veins,
And the ebbing empathy
can go on lame,
cause my broken legs
of course will fold,
but this solid pinch
remains bold
CHORUS
This spite
could cut the stone,
This spite
my shield alone
My fleeting warmth
will freeze fast,
As my molded will
ignores what's right,
Cause my broken spirit
of course will fold,
But this solid pinch
remains bold
CHORUS
This spite
could cut the stone,
This spite
my shield alone
BRIDGE
Cause this lie
that you own,
This spite
will drown you hole,
This spite
CHORUS
This spite
could cut the stone,
This spite
my shield alone

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