Crack in the Colossus

Verse 1 I woke up in the wreckage of a dream I couldn’t keep With the thunder in my chest and the silence in the street Every shadow had a name, every wall had a crack And the night kept pulling harder like it wanted me back Pre-Chorus I can feel it in the static, in the bones beneath my skin Like a storm inside the ceiling, like the end is creeping in Chorus There’s a crack in the colossus, and the sky is coming through All the giants that I worshiped are just dust and broken truth If the world is made of fire, let it burn me clean and bright I’ll be standing in the ashes when the dark gives way to light Verse 2 I’ve been carrying the weight of every word I never said With a crown of rust and sorrow and a halo made of lead All the echoes in the hallway sound like ghosts I used to know And the farther that I run now, the more the fissures grow Pre-Chorus I can feel it in the static, in the pulse beneath my skin Like a storm inside the ceiling, like the end is creeping in Chorus There’s a crack in the colossus, and the sky is coming through All the giants that I worshiped are just dust and broken truth If the world is made of fire, let it burn me clean and bright I’ll be standing in the ashes when the dark gives way to light Bridge Break me open Let the thunder speak If I’m made of shattered pieces Then I’m finally free Final Chorus There’s a crack in the colossus, and the sky is coming through All the giants that I worshiped are just dust and broken truth If the world is made of fire, let it burn me clean and bright I’ll be standing in the ashes when the dark gives way to light

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I woke up in the wreckage of a dream I couldn’t keepWith the thunder in my chest and the silence in the streetEvery shadow had a name, every wall had a crackAnd the night kept pulling harder like it wanted me backI can feel it in the static, in the bones beneath my skinLike a storm inside the ceiling, like the end is creeping inThere’s a crack in the colossus, and the sky is coming throughAll the giants that I worshiped are just dust and broken truthIf the world is made of fire, let it burn me clean and brightI’ll be standing in the ashes when the dark gives way to lightI’ve been carrying the weight of every word I never saidWith a crown of rust and sorrow and a halo made of leadAll the echoes in the hallway sound like ghosts I used to knowAnd the farther that I run now, the more the fissures growI can feel it in the static, in the pulse beneath my skinLike a storm inside the ceiling, like the end is creeping inThere’s a

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