Every day I write the eulogy
For everything I used to be
I'm still aiming for a better me
I am the mosaic of a shattered man
Broken and becoming
Broken and becoming who I am
I am a patchwork tapestry of these defeats
Finally admitting I was wrong
All the shattered, ruined dreams that I release
Broken parts of me I thought we're strong
The world I thought was always and forever, and would never go away
Scattered ashes of my past finds that mosaic glue
Only that which has... moreSleep song 💥
Every day I write the eulogy
For everything I used to be
I'm still aiming for a better me
I am the mosaic of a shattered man
Broken and becoming
Broken and becoming who I am
I am a patchwork tapestry of these defeats
Finally admitting I was wrong
All the shattered, ruined dreams that I release
Broken parts of me I thought we're strong
The world I thought was always and forever, and would never go away
Scattered ashes of my past finds that mosaic glue
Only that which has been broken once is fit to use
You're where all my broken parts are finally restitute
