Besedila: Quiver. Broken.

You find it weighing on your mind
The words so very hard to find
Glancing pictures on the wall
You've seen it once you've seen it all

I can't deny
Taking all things aside
Tell me, how can I lie
When I just can't get it right

Take your piece of me my friend
You know I'll break but I won't bend
Got my back before too long
I am weak but you are wrong

I keep it all locked up inside
Can't sit back and let it ride
What is wrong and what is right
Truth be told in black and white

It's kind of hard for me to swallow
Acting on the words you've said
Why do you look at me so hollow
When I'm still broken in my head