I have something broken, broken, broken, broken.
Everytime I stop and turn around.
Meanwhile I can't seem figure out.
The way I feel (broken) x2.
I have something broken.
Shattered. But, still, I love it
At times it leaves my heart frustrated.
But it's a habit.
() x2.
Back to the back x10.
() x2.
I have something broken.
A little rough around the edges shattered, cause.
Beat into pieces.
And leaves me bleeding.
() x2.
The way I feel.

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