BORNSICK - Broken Glass (Official Music Video)
Details
| Title | BORNSICK - Broken Glass (Official Music Video) |
| Author | Bornsick |
| Duration | 4:24 |
| File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
| Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=jlpv6NL2fu0 |
Description
We live with our scars, some hide them better than others and some are invisible.. We all just make it up as we go and some can wear the mask better than others.. But there aren't many statues left standing amongst the broken glass of society..
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LYRICS:
I had a father once but not for very long
I guess to raise a child you need to be strong
I used to always wonder where you were
The longer I waited the more you’re blur
I used to think you didn’t care, now I know
I used to let it hurt a long time ago
Why didn’t you save me from this mess
I was supposed to be protected by a man who couldn’t care less
How can I make statues
When I come from broken glass
How do I have a future
When I can’t escape my past
When will any of this
Make sense to me
I just want to feel
What it’s like to be happy
Let’s rewind when I was just five
Guess my mother no longer wished to be alive
Watching your entire world attempt suicide
Can leave you feeling dead inside
I know it wasn’t what she wanted to do
Depression’s a disease many don’t get through
It’s a curse that you know will never leave
Like winning lotto and can only grieve
How can I make statues
When I come from broken glass
How do I have a future
When I can’t escape my past
When will any of this
Make sense to me
I just want to feel
What it’s like to be happy
Some nights I wonder why I’m still here?
I know in death it all becomes clear
I can’t hold hate, pain, anger or shame
Just have to make sure to not be the same
I’m scared I’ll be like them in the end
I’m scared I’ll repeat the cycle again
Repeating their mistakes cause I can’t see clearer
Until I become the monster in the mirror
How can I make statues
When I come from broken glass
How do I have a future
When I can’t escape my past
When will any of this
Make sense to me
I just want to feel
What it’s like to be happy
