The Broken

There’s a million reasons lives get shaken
Each one hurts the same
It’s getting hard to tell whats breaking
The picture or the frame

Writing letters to my mind
Writing out whats kept inside
Scribbled down and set aside
Can’t see past today

Whispers from the other side
Whispers from the terrified
Holding out for satisfied
I hear the voices say

I am the strange, the disarranged
I am possessed, the second guessed
I am indecent, I am the treatment
The secrets have spoken
We are the broken
The secrets have spoken
We are the broken

Every second wasted worried
Falls away unsaved
Try to empty out the madness
Tomorrow do the same

Writing letters to my mind
Writing out whats kept inside
Scribbled down and set aside
Can’t see past today

Whispers from the other side
Whispers from the terrified
Holding out for satisfied
I hear the voices say

I am the strange, the disarranged
I am possessed, the second guessed
I am indecent, I am the treatment
The secrets have spoken
We are the broken
The secrets have spoken
We are the broken

There’s a million reasons lives get shaken
Each one hurts the same
It’s getting hard to tell whats breaking
The picture or the frame

I am the strange, the disarranged
I am possessed, the second guessed
I am indecent, I am the treatment
The secrets have spoken
We are the broken
The secrets have spoken
We are the broken

The secrets have spoken
We are the broken