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We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live We've nothing left to give We threw it all away The rain came racing from the storm On divided lands, reborn I saw the Sun again She smiled and showed her face Then grew shy and turned away The clouds above let fall the sharps The hail fell and killed the lark I saw a puff of smoke Then felt the death of hope And knew something was, gone I see it all the time Every scar and every line Every claw and every fight And everybody knew But no-one was to move And overcast the night took bloom We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live We've nothing left to give And that was a mistake I felt a shadow on my shoulder And felt the night grow colder I could see clear as day The resolution in her face She couldn't stand the pain A hand of anger gripped my soul And I knew, for it was old I'd felt this way before Every time I left that door My old friend Rage, I bring you forth! We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live We've nothing left to give So we dig under our skin A shallow smile upon my flesh Red and tan, nice and fresh Because it hurts to be glad When all elements make you mad And you're left to pick the trash It burns to feel the cold. Netted by it we've been, sold Just another failed escape Another rearing snake Another goose to chase I know how old this all becomes For years now, I've grown numb Opened traps and screaming pipes This garden of delight Easy kindling, set alight The past comes up to go down Painted clowns to hide the frown I'm sick of this circus Totally ******* worthless Clueless to my hurting And oh the beating heart of hate Fuels the lungs of twisted fate And now I'm finally free Rid my mind from toxicity I am human, watch me, bleed We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live I can't seem to give a **** And now I've finally hit **** it"! I am a member of the broken My battle scars prove that I'm hopeless I wish all my pain today Could finally be erased Without me digging my own grave I wish all my pain today Could be left in yesterday So I can finally get my way
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
People of the Broken
We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live We've nothing left to give We threw it all away The rain came racing from the storm On divided lands, reborn I saw the Sun again She smiled and showed her face Then grew shy and turned away The clouds above let fall the sharps The hail fell and killed the lark I saw a puff of smoke Then felt the death of hope And knew something was, gone I see it all the time Every scar and every line Every claw and every fight And everybody knew But no-one was to move And overcast the night took bloom We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live We've nothing left to give And that was a mistake I felt a shadow on my shoulder And felt the night grow colder I could see clear as day The resolution in her face She couldn't stand the pain A hand of anger gripped my soul And I knew, for it was old I'd felt this way before Every time I left that door My old friend Rage, I bring you forth! We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live We've nothing left to give So we dig under our skin A shallow smile upon my flesh Red and tan, nice and fresh Because it hurts to be glad When all elements make you mad And you're left to pick the trash It burns to feel the cold. Netted by it we've been, sold Just another failed escape Another rearing snake Another goose to chase I know how old this all becomes For years now, I've grown numb Opened traps and screaming pipes This garden of delight Easy kindling, set alight The past comes up to go down Painted clowns to hide the frown I'm sick of this circus Totally ******* worthless Clueless to my hurting And oh the beating heart of hate Fuels the lungs of twisted fate And now I'm finally free Rid my mind from toxicity I am human, watch me, bleed We are the people of the broken With words we've left unspoken We died when we tried to live I can't seem to give a **** And now I've finally hit **** it"! I am a member of the broken My battle scars prove that I'm hopeless I wish all my pain today Could finally be erased Without me digging my own grave I wish all my pain today Could be left in yesterday So I can finally get my way
#sun#lark#shine#misery#broken#people#depression#pain
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
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