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)
Don’t 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)
Don’t 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
Watch her as she turns her back
You remain the color black
Bleeding but the embers glow
Reflecting her shade of gold
Watch her as she turns her back
You remain the color black