Making lies
Breaking society,
Straining strings
Lost sobriety;
Everything’s broken oh no, oh yes everything is broken
Ain’t no use lying ain’t no use in living
But being outspoken with lyrical oral flex
Will leave you living
Knotted lives, with throttles necks,
Shattered hearts and broken dreams
Fiscal crises leaving everything broken
We are broken they are broken
We have broken heads they broken banks
As we sleep in broken beds they creep in and take what’s left
Broken rights, broken delights
Even the detail down to broken headlights,
Broken hands on broken flowers
Broken powers in wrongful hands,
In these new Bad Lands the populace are croaking
Ignored by the spin in motion,
Oh today; like yesterday is broken
Everything just broken
Broken jaws and broken laws
Everything is broken
Broken is everything
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