Broken, we are nothing near what we were before
just some shadows on a wall filled with cracks and holes
a faded photograph of something we cannot ignore
but i will take these hands and make them build
another castle for our hearts another suitcase for our sins
tonight i am listening to songs of the broken
why aren’t you here?
don’t run towards the light
stick around and see the final fight
raise your hands towards the sky and scream
let it out and make a scene
we have lost everything that you and i once had
how did something that was so good turn out so bad?
tonight i am listening to the voice of the voiceless
but where are you?
don’t run towards the light
stick around and see the final fight
raise your hands towards the sky and scream
let it out and make a scene

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