
Die Frage, ob es einen Weg zurück gibt, wenn man zu dem geworden ist, was man hasst. Ein Thron aus Haut und Knochen, und die Angst, nur noch eine Hülle zu sein.
I don't even flinch when I break things now
Used to feel guilt, but I lost that somehow
I look in the mirror, don't know that face
Eyes like warzones, soul misplaced
I used to scream to feel alive
Now silence feels like peace in disguise
They say I've changed, yeah, maybe I did
But if they saw what I saw, they'd close their lids
I got strong, yeah, but strength has a side
It builds a wall when you run and hide
I'm still standing, but the lights are off
Got the power, but what's the cost?
Am I too far gone to come back home?
Built this throne out of skin and bone
Lost my name in the things I've done
Is there a way back, or is that gone?
I fought for peace, but I found a void
Became what I hate just to fill the noise
Now I sit in the dark with the crown I stole
Too far gone... just a shell, not whole
I am the same book, but never the same page
I'm more ghost now than memory
I burn bridges with a silent stare
And call it progress when I don't care
I talk to God but forget what I said
Because the devil talks back but it's all in red
I don't bleed, I just leak regret
Got no heart, just a cold reset
Maybe this is what I asked for
Maybe I became the monster
Just to make it out alive
Did I get too strong? Yeah, but strength has a side
It builds a wall when you run and hide
I'm still standing, but the lights are off
Got the power, but what's the cost?
Am I too far gone to come back home?
Built this throne out of skin and bone
Lost my name in the things I've done
Is there a way back, or is that gone?
I fought for peace, but I found a void
Became what I hate just to fill the noise
Now I sit in the dark with the crown I stole
Too far gone... just a shell, not whole
Too far gone...
Too far gone...
Is this who I am
or who I became...?
Is this who I am
or who I became...?
Am I too far gone to come back home?
Built this throne out of skin and bone
Lost my name in the things I've done
Is there a way back, or is that gone?
I fought for peace, but I found a void
Became what I hate just to fill the noise
Now I sit in the dark with the crown I stole
Too far gone... just a shell, not whole
Too far gone...
Too far gone...
Is this who I am
or who I became...?