Broken
Another morning and I wake to find myself
Still on the dark side of the dirt
Feels like I can't shake off this shell I rattle in
I can't escape the fear and hurt
I'm broken
I'm broken
One final destination, deep into the wood
Stood underneath the highest tree
Secure the skipping rope and kick away the chair
Snap the cord and set me free
Autor(es): Paul D Jones
