There's something so beautiful in damage
For something to break, it must have been strong once
Once beautiful, in pieces now
Crying, sweating, screaming
There's something so beautiful in his damage
Fake smiles, fake laughing
If you pretend to fix yourself,
If you pretend you're not broken,
If you pretend you're whole,
Will you really be?
Sharp edges, pointed spikes, electric charge
Its broken now and not even the strongest glue can fix it
because its cracked
If you ask me,
There's something so beautiful in damage
because broken pieces love each other