The Mortal Coil

Crooked Path

[Verse 1]
The weight keeps rising — I can’t keep pace,
Smile for the world while I lose my face.
They pull me apart, there’s nothing left,
I’m breaking inside, I can’t catch my breath.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I feel the fault lines in my head,
I can’t hold on, I’m filled with dread.
The pressure’s building — something breaks,
How much more of this can I take?

[Chorus 1]
Fault lines cracking through my mind,
(through my mind)
Pieces fall — I’m losing time.
The person I was is buried deep,
Breaking inside — I can’t find peace.
(can't find peace, no peace).
Fault lines running through my brain,
I don’t know who’s calling my name.
(calling my name...)

[Verse 2]
Too many masks — forgot my face,
I’m fading fast, I’ve lost my place.
The mirror shows someone I don’t know,
I’m coming apart — can’t let it show.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I feel the cracks beneath my skin,
Each day I change — I fade within.
The walls are closing, I can’t pretend,
I’m losing myself — can’t find the end.

[Chorus 2]
Fault lines tearing through my head,
(tearing through my head, oh no),
The pain feels real, but I’m long dead.
The person I was is buried deep,
I’m breaking apart — I can’t keep.
(can't keep it together, no).
Fault lines running through my soul,
I’m shattering — I’ve lost control.
shattering... shattering...

[Bridge]
“Hold it together.”
“You’re already gone.”
“Push through the pain.”
“You were never that strong.”
“Just breathe — stay calm.”
“You’ve already lost.”

Which voice is mine? Which face do I wear?
I’m drowning in versions of me everywhere!

[Breakdown]
I’M FRACTURING!
CAN’T HOLD THE LINE!
BREAKING APART!
LOSING MY MIND!

Every fault line splits me more,
Don’t know which self I’m fighting for.
This weight, this stress — it never ends,
I’m breaking… breaking… BREAKING!

[Pre-Chorus 3]
I see the fault lines through my brain,
A thousand cracks — I’ll never change.
The quake is here — nowhere to hide,
I’m watching myself collapse inside.

[Final Chorus]
Fault lines shattered through my head,
(shattered through my head, shattered),
I’m someone else — the old me’s dead.
The person I was is gone, erased,
I fractured within — can’t be replaced.
(can't be replaced)
Fault lines cutting through it all,
I’ve split in two — and watched me fall.
Don’t know which one was real at all.
(real at all...)

[Outro]
“Who am I?”
“I don’t remember…”
“Too many pieces…”
“Can’t put it back…”
“The fault lines… everywhere…”
“I’m breaking… still breaking…”

Crooked Path

Polaris