How many pieces does it take to create a soul?
There's no such thing as truth
Only perspectives.
But what were to happen if a piece would be to go missing?
Could we proclaim ourselves whole?
I will love you for all your pieces.
Try to fix you
Rid you of sin.
All the words ever heard through day out and day in.
The world is a beautifully wretched place filled with broken dolls and shattered hearts.
Corroded minds and fragile bones.
I will love you.
I will love you
I will love you.
Not for who I am but for who you wish me to be.
So let me correct you in order to save myself.
I will love you to ruins.