If you think that I am ruined I'm not ruined, I am whole I am fine, not even broken Maybe soft-spoken, maybe so Although my bones you may have shattered, It doesn't matter, it's not my soul
And then you crushed me like a flower The final hours but how to go I thought you loved me The way you touched me Your wicked violence I did not know I thought the father was the protector Was the creator but you are none Although my bones you may have shattered It doesn't matter, it's not my soul
And If you think that I am ruined I'm not ruined, I am whole I am fine, not even broken Maybe soft-spoken, maybe so Although my bones you may have shattered It's only matter, it's not my soul Although my bones you may have shattered It's only matter, it's not my soul
And then you crushed me like a flower The final hours but how to go I thought you loved me The way you touched me Your wicked violence I did not know I thought the father was the protector Was the creator, but you are none Although my bones you may have shattered It doesn't matter, 'cause I am whole