or
Dark New Day

Make me
Into the one you want, into the one you need you bend and
Break me
You watch me separate myself from who I really am
To fit into your plan

You're cutting me into
And ripping me in three
You're killing with those words you say to me
You're cutting me into
And ripping me in three
How many pieces can you take from me

Take it
Whatever is left is only following routine and
Fake it
And give in to the thoughts that being bought is what I am
To fit into your plan

You're cutting me into
And ripping me in three
You're killing with those words you say to me
You're cutting me into
And ripping me in three
How many pieces can you take from me

The wheels they turn for you, a deity for two.
Holding on it's true, won't bring it back again.
They way you look my friend it's closer to the end.
I'm holding out a hand to bring it back again.

Cut down, you cut me up again.
Cut down, you cut me down.

You're cutting me into
And ripping me in three
You're killing with those words you say to me
You're cutting me into
And ripping me in three
How many pieces can you take from me

Written by SUTTON, MARTIN COLIN / OWEN, M. / WROLDSEN, INA CHRISTINE
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing

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