KRAEVORN – This Version of Me | Alternativ Cinematic Rock
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KRAEVORN – This Version of Me | Alternativ Cinematic Rock
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KRAEVORN
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Lyrics:
I learned to feel the words you never spoke,
carried your shadows till my own light broke.
Every look from you cut like a blade,
but I stayed like pain was a promise we made.
I was the mirror for your chaos,
lost myself inside your storm.
You kept your silence like a sentence,
I still heard what you were running from.
I read the cracks beneath your surface,
like they were written into me.
But who saves the one who saves you,
when he forgets how to breathe?
We are the ones who feel too deeply,
freezing in wounds that are not ours.
We give until there’s nothing left,
then call it having heart.
This version, I made only for you,
from all the pieces that you never knew.
I burn in colors you can’t understand,
but I won’t stay where I’m unseen again.
This version, I made only for you,
but it dies tonight in the noise I break through.
I was your echo, your shelter, your light,
but this version of me is not yours tonight.
I translated all your silence,
until my own voice split in two.
I turned your cold into a reason,
carried every fault for you.
But love is not a quiet dying,
not an altar built from self-denial.
I can feel you, yes,
but I can’t save you from yourself.
We are the ones who fall much deeper,
holding pain we never chose.
But if you live to bleed for others,
you will lose your soul.
This version, I made only for you,
from all the pieces that you never knew.
I burn in colors you can’t understand,
but I won’t stay where I’m unseen again.
This version, I made only for you,
but it dies tonight in the noise I break through.
I was your echo, your shelter, your light,
but this version of me is not yours tonight.
I feel you — but I won’t carry you!
I hear you — but I won’t break in two!
Your pain is not my home!
Your war is not my blood!
I buried myself
so you could breathe easier.
Now I’m clawing my way out
of the grave you called love!
Maybe I was too soft for this world,
maybe my heart was too loud.
But those who feel everything
must learn when to shut it out.
This version, I made only for you,
from all the scars that you awakened too.
I burn in colors you will never understand,
and I’m moving on, even without your hand.
This version, I made only for you,
but it dies tonight in the noise I break through.
I was your echo, your shelter, your light,
but this version of me is not yours tonight.
I still feel everything…
just not for you.