|
Broken down machinery,
Someday soon they will walk for me [?]
Obsolete still heartbeats,
Empathy, smacks of misery
Like a scab it will fall off but leaves it's mark
I was made of broken parts
Sewn together with a broken heart
Dopamine, moment free
Drip IV, drain this memory
Life becomes too fragmented
Like a scab it will fall off but leaves it's mark
I was made of broken parts
Sewn together with a broken heart
Task by task, the day gets done
Methodical dysfunction
Assimilate any fact
That we can't hang
So we must hang
Can't hang on
So we disconnect
Broken down machinery
Innate beauty
Almost one of them
Like a scab it will fall off but leaves it's mark
I was made of broken parts
Sewn together with a broken
|
|
