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Sep 2013
The broken kids know how to love
Cause we're empty most of the time
And when something good comes along
We love with all we have
We give all we have
Wanna fill that empty feeling with some love
Happiness only comes once in a while
We try to smile through the tears
Make people believe we have no fears
Razors, pills even diets doesn't help
We scream into our pillows "why does this have to be me"
Girls hate their body's they're made believe if you're not a size zero you aren't pretty
Guys have feelings and they take it out on their wrist
They even use diets pills secretly
We stand in the rain hoping to meet them
We scream at the top our lungs hoping they'd hear our pain
They comfort us through the pain
Cause they don't judge, they always understand
Music is the anthem for broken kids
Bands are our hope
We live to someday meet them
Our idols save us
Not our parents sometimes not our friends
We believe in music cause music is our religion
Written by
OldSoul
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   --- and Hudson Everett
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