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Shattered
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Shattered was released on February 10, 2025 by Paselius as a part of the album Shattered - Single
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Release DateFebruary 10, 2025
LabelPaselius
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paselius
Paselius
Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Alexander Schäfer
Peter Alexander Schäfer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paselius
Paselius
Producer

Lyrics

Lately, I’ve been living in a shadow of myself,
Stacking all these doubts like books upon a dusty shelf.
Tried to scream for help, but the echo never comes,
Running marathons in circles, got no air left in my lungs.
Every thought’s a weapon, I’m a hostage in my brain,
Painting pretty pictures just to cover up the pain.
They tell me, “Just let go,” but the grip is iron-tight,
Dancing with my demons in the silence of the night.
Caught in a maze where the walls just shift,
Building my escape, but the ground might split.
Waging war inside, and the scars still burn,
Will I rise from the ashes or watch the world turn?
I’ve been fighting, but the mirror’s throwing punches back,
Haunted by a ghost of the life I lack.
If I break, will I shatter into something new?
Or just pieces of a man I barely knew?
These cracks in my reflection feel like fault lines in my soul,
Trying to piece together something broken, never whole.
Renegade thoughts, yeah, they’re screaming in my ears,
A symphony of chaos composed by my fears.
I’ve been running from the shadows that I cast in the light,
Telling lies to myself just to make it through the night.
But the truth’s a bitter pill, and I’m choking on the taste,
Every second that I waste feels like lonelyness in space.
Caught in a maze where the walls just shift,
Planning my escape, but the ground might split.
Waging war inside, and the scars still burn,
Will I rise from the ashes or watch the world turn?
I’ve been fighting, but the mirror’s throwing punches back,
Haunted by a ghost and the life I lack.
If I break, will I shatter into something new?
Or just pieces of a man I barely knew?
They say pain’s a teacher, but I’ve learned enough,
My heart’s a battlefield, and it’s getting rough.
Still, I carry all this weight, though it’s crushing me down,
Trying to find my voice, but I’m losing the sound.
Maybe broken is the blueprint, maybe cracks make gold,
Maybe pain is just the furnace where the strongest are behold.
So I’ll take another step, though the road feels steep,
If I’m destined for the fall, then I’ll dive in deep.
Written by: Peter Alexander Schäfer
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