Remington Kim - That wooden board Lyrics

In the shadowed corners of my heart Where the echoes of our battles start
There's a wooden board, stained with disdain
A cruel weapon in this endless pain
Oh that wooden board, of hatred sharp and worn
Every strike a mark, a memory forlorn
You hit me with your spite, each day a cruel reward
With that wooden board, with that wooden board
Each piece a story, every scar's a tale
Of relentless torment, a love grown pale
In the dead of night, it's your voice I hear
Taunting, tearing, feeding on my fear
Oh, that wooden board, of hatred sharp and worn
Every strike a mark, a memory forlorn
You hit me with your spite, each day a cruel reward
With that wooden board, with that wooden board
Underneath the moon's cold light, I'm left to mourn and fight
In the silence of my despair, I feel the weight of your cruel care
The echoes linger in the quiet air
A harsh reminder of your dark affair
As I seek redemption into the night's embrace I'm haunted by that bore, that bitter trace
Oh, that wooden board, of hatred sharp and worn
Every strike a mark, a memory forlorn
You hit me with your spite, each day a cruel reward
With that wooden board, with that wooden board