Pieces of Me is a song in English
Verse 1:
I’ve scattered pieces of myself along the way,
Left behind in lovers, in words I couldn’t say.
Took the easy road, always on the run,
But now I’m standing here, and I can’t find anyone.
The mirror shows a stranger staring back,
A heart full of cracks, and a mind off track.
I gave them parts of me, but never the whole,
Now I’m chasing shadows, trying to feel whole.
Pre-Chorus:
I gave away love, but never let it stay,
Afraid they’d see the broken parts of me someday.
But the truth is, I’m tired of being incomplete,
Running from myself on these empty streets.
Chorus:
I’ve been shattered, torn apart,
Lost myself, broke my own heart.
Scattered in the wind, like ashes in the sea,
I’ve been losing pieces of me.
Now I’m trying to gather what’s left inside,
To heal the wounds, and stop the divide.
I know it’s time to find what I’ve lost,
But finding the pieces will come at a cost.
Verse 2:
I’ve worn so many faces, played so many roles,
But all I’ve done is dig myself deeper holes.
Left a trail of damage in the ones I loved,
Now I’m the one who’s come undone.
I thought I could run away from the pain,
But I always find myself back here again.
I’ve gotta face what I’ve been hiding from,
Before the last piece of me is gone.
Pre-Chorus:
I gave away love, but never let it stay,
Afraid they’d see the broken parts of me someday.
But the truth is, I’m tired of being incomplete,
Running from myself on these empty streets.
Chorus:
I’ve been shattered, torn apart,
Lost myself, broke my own heart.
Scattered in the wind, like ashes in the sea,
I’ve been losing pieces of me.
Now I’m trying to gather what’s left inside,
To heal the wounds, and stop the divide.
I know it’s time to find what I’ve lost,
But finding the pieces will come at a cost.
Bridge:
Every piece I find, it hurts a little more,
But it’s the only way to settle this score.
I’ve gotta face the ghosts I tried to leave behind,
Or forever be haunted by what I’ll never find.
Chorus:
I’ve been shattered, torn apart,
Lost myself, broke my own heart.
Scattered in the wind, like ashes in the sea,
I’ve been losing pieces of me.
Now I’m trying to gather what’s left inside,
To heal the wounds, and stop the divide.
I know it’s time to find what I’ve lost,
But finding the pieces will come at a cost.
Outro:
Maybe it’s time to start again,
Gather the pieces, make amends.