Skillet - Splinter
from the album "Skillet"
This broken body
Wrestle agains the tree
My muscles aching
To get up now is death
To die is to really live
Fresh is restless, twisting
Spasms in my back increasing
Splinter me, splinter me
My heart, my head
Splinter me
Here I think again to try to solve this puzzle
What is not your I don't want
My mind aching to reconstruct
My thought sor let it blow away
You are all knowing
Changing, yeah You're killing me
Splinter me, splinter me
My heart, my head
Splinter me
Jesus whispered softly
Jesus shouted out
His kingdom body coming
But we nailed Him up and hated each other
Splinter me, splinter me
My broken body
Splinter me