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Broken

 

Broken

(álbum: 37 Channels - 2013)


She was a pitcher of a softball team
Disassociated with her feelings
She was the one who always stood between
An unlit fuse that would grow to be this muse
She was so fragile, she was never mean
Skipping lunch and go get lost in music
Disassociated with her dreams
So she could be and grow to be this muse
For me to use
This muse for me to use

Well I guess I always knew
She was broken form the start of it
There was always something different
In the way her heart existed
Broken, she was always broken
She was always broken
She was always broken down

Happiness is few and far between
She never let it go, she was dwelling
When others never stopped to smell the rose
She would stop the world to find life's true meaning
She always put her pain up on the shelf
Why bother sharing it with anyone else
The empty pages of a diary
Where they're for us to read
In a language of a note to touch your heart
Maybe you can remember, how to use your heart

Well I guess I always knew
She was broken form the start of it
There was always something different
In the way her heart existed
Broken, she was always broken
She was always broken
She was always broken down

Some live their lives and never believe
Life everywhere but never breathe
They walk alone and never see
Alone
Alone
Alone

Well I guess I always knew
She was broken form the start of it
There was always something different
In the way her heart existed
Broken, she was always broken
She was always broken
She was always broken down

Well I guess I always knew
She was broken form the start of it
There was always something different
In the way her heart existed
Broken, she was always broken
She was always broken
She was always broken down

Well I guess I always knew
She was broken form the start of it
There was always something different
In the way her heart existed
Broken, she was always broken
She was always broken
She was always broken down

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