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Edd Heritage – Wreckage

The studio project of musician and producer, Edd Heritage, born in Leicestershire, UK. Edd Heritage began studying and composing music from a young age, performing in venues across, and even beyond the UK before he reached 17.

Feeding the thorn buried deep in your side
Poison the wound, where it spreads into your mind
Final days draw long

Watching the hours pass, rotting at heart
There is nothing you can do to make it stop
Concealing the bleeding inside

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie

Clutching at sand as it slips through the glass
Just like the words you said, you can’t take them back
Forgetting, resetting your past

Consuming fear takes ahold of your life
Too scared to fail but too frightened to even try
Choosing while losing it all

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie


I’m not aware of a live version for this track.

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Edd Heritage Song Lyrics

Edd Heritage – Only One

The studio project of musician and producer, Edd Heritage, born in Leicestershire, UK. Edd Heritage began studying and composing music from a young age, performing in venues across, and even beyond the UK before he reached 17.

Dark wings, flailing,
Blood work failing
Life behind a door
Strange work, taxing,
Tenuous figures of plastic on the floor

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best

Delicate
Brittle as a thought
In his house of glass
On his hill of sand,
He will
Never last
In the paper land
Where his maker walks
Silently he stands

Machines feed his new dis-ease
A drug now freely dealt
And the shame won’t hold him down

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best
Fear the toxin of his mind
Fury doused in chaos by design

Delicate
Brittle as a thought
In his house of glass
On his hill of sand – He

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best
Fear the toxin of his mind
Fury doused in chaos by design

Delicate
Brittle as a thought
In his house of glass
On his hill of sand
He will
Never last
In the paper land
Where his maker walks
Silently he stands

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best
Fear the toxin of his mind
Fury doused in chaos by design

Light off kilter, breathe through filters
Fantasies galvanized in hate
Skin is peeling, pain won’t cease
Killing all he creates.


I’m not aware of a live version for this track.

~ Remember Kids, Sharing is Caring ~