Broken Like This

Through the coil I catch the bus Struggle to keep standing up This is what takes me far away from then And I don’t know anything About time and the state of mind Whatever works to get me out of here will do Sleeping’s a waste and Breathing is fake It’s all just what I think That keeps the world Broken like this Make some sound with me pleaseI miss your face if I can’t see Through this precious sorrow that I bought And I know I’m paying again This is the pattern that I spin I don’t like webs that tangle, wrap so tight