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Les paroles de Broken

[Pinion | Wish | Last | Help me I'm in hell | Happiness in slavery | Gave up | Physical | Suck ]


Pinion

Instrumental





Wish

This is the first day of my last days
I built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far
No need for me to stay the last thing left i just threw it away
I put my faith in god and my trust in you
Now there's nothing more fucked up i could do
Wish there was something real
Wish there was something true
Wish there was something real
In this world full of you

I'm the one without a soul
I'm the one with this big fucking hole
No new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell
Gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist fuck
Don't think you're having all the fun
You know me i hate everyone
Wish there was something real
Wish there was something true
Wish there was something real
In this world full of you
I want to but i can't turn back
But i want to...





Last

Gave up trying to figure out my head got lost along the way
Worn out from giving it up my soul i pissed it all away
Still stings these shattered nerves
Pigs we get what pigs deserve
I'm going all the way down i'm leaving today

Come come come on you've gotta fill me up
Come come gotta let me inside of you
Come come come on you're gotta fix me up
Come come gotta let me inside of you

Still feel it all slipping away but it doesn't matter anymore
Everybody's still chipping away but it doesn't matter anymore
Look through these blackened eyes
You'll see ten thousand lies
My lips may promise but my heart is a whore

Come come come on you've gotta fill me up
Come come gotta let me inside of you
Come come come on you're gotta fix me up
Come come gotta let me get through to you

This isn't meant to last
This is for right now
This isn't meant to last
This is for right now

I know it's all getting away it comes to me as no surprise
I know what's coming to me is never going to arrive
Fresh blood through tired skin
New sweat to drown me in
Dress up this rotten carcass just to make it look alive

Come come come on you've gotta fill me up
Come come gotta let me inside of you
Come come come on you're gotta fix me up
Come come gotta let me get through to you

This isn't meant to last
This is for right now

I wish i could put the blame on you
I want you to make me
I want you to take me
I want you to break me
Then I want you to throw me away





Help Me In Hell

Instrumental





Happiness In Slavery

Slave screams he thinks he knows what he wants
Slave screams thinks he has something to say
Slave screams he hears but doesn't want to listen
Slave screams he's being beat into submission

Don't open your eyes you won't like what you see
The devils of truth steal the souls of the free
Don't open your eyes take it from me
I have found
You can find
Happiness is slavery

Slave screams he spends his life learning conformity
Slave screams he claims he has his own identity
Slave screams he's going to cause the system to fall
Slave screams but he's glad to be chained to that wall

Don't open your eyes you won't like what you see
The blind have been blessed with security
Don't open your eyes take it from me
I have found
You can find
Happiness is slavery

I don't know what i am i don't know where i've been
Human junk just words and so much skin
Stick my hands thru the cage of this endless routine
Just some flesh caught in this big broken machine





Gave Up

Perfect little dream the kind that hurts the most
Forgot how it feels well almost
No one to blame always the same
Open my eyes wake up in flames
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me see the light
Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what i believed in
Smashed up what's left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don't know what else to do
Covered in hope and vaseline
Still cannot fix this broken machine
Watching the hole it used to be mine
Just watching it burn in my steady systematic decline
Of the trust i will betray
Give it to me i throw it away
After everything i've done i hate myself for what i've become
I tried
I gave up
Throw it away





Physical (You're So)

I wanna take you baby
I wanna take you out
I wanna wine and dine you
Oh I wanna twist and twist and shout
I want you hot in my arms
So soft on my bed
You get the key to my heart
Oh when you wear that sweet dress

But you're too physical physical to me
You're just too physical physical no to me

I want your rough house baby
I want this right in your ear
You let me feel your danger
I let you make this feeling clear here
I want the touch of your charms
The heat of your breath
I wanna say all those things
That would be better unsaid
No

But you're too physical physical to me
You're just too physical oh
You're too physical for me
You're too physical to me
You're really jus- just too- just
Too really fuck no

You're just too physical
You're just too physical
Too fucking physical
No No No No No No No
Oh you're too physical
Just too physical
Just too





Suck

There is no god up in the sky tonight
No sign of heaven anywhere in sight
All that was true is left behind
Once I could see now I am blind
Don't want your dreams you try to sell
This disease I give to myself

How does it feel?
How does it feel?

She makes it sweeter than the sun
I get too tight I come undone
I bow my head to confess
The temple walls are made of flesh
Runs up my arms 'til I'm on track
Itches my skin right off of my back
I'll heal your wounds
I'll set you free
I'm Jesus Christ on Ecstacy

How does it feel?
How does it feel?

{Chuchoté}
I am so dirty on on the inside
I am so dirty on on the inside
I am so dirty on on the inside
I am so dirty on on the inside

How does it feel?
How does it feel?

Suck Suck Suck Suck

{Chuchoté}
A thousand lips a thousand tongues
A thousand throats a thousand lungs
A thousand ways to make it true
I want to do terrible things to you





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