Don't Break Me
Sitting in the corner
Don't know what to think
I can't speak
I sink a little deeper with every drink
I try to sleep
I shut my eyes
Like a leaky faucet fear floods the room
The one that drips away
Patiently by day
It was either lost or it was stolen but
It's been missing for too long
I woke up one morning
I couldn't see the sunrise
I can't recall
The exact moment now but
It began some time ago
And it makes me wonder after all I've done
What have I got to show
What have I got to show
What have I got to show
I'm aggravated
I'm what you created
Now don't break me
Writer/s: Jason Beebout / Sergie Loobkoff
