I am a lonely one.
I'm used to going it alone.
I used to be one who was never on my own.
They caught me, and fought me, and taught me who to be.
And all that's left are splinters of me.
Far away in a distant land, building castles in my hand.
Dig deep, find out where the desert meets the sand.
They caught me, and fought me, and taught me who to be.
And all that's left are splinters of me.
I can never go back home.
I'm in too deep.
I reap what I have sown.
Forever alone.
The time has come to do what must be done.
I won't forget just where I came from.
They caught me, and fought me, and taught me who to be.
And all that's left are splinters of me.
To win is to be free, and I have lost what I have won.
And all that's left are splinters of me.
All that's left are splinters of me.