Besedila:
Broken Image

Images flooding all of your channels and Senses down inflated facts All is now is all Meshes Where is the catch in the net of a World of world Appropriate

: Images flooding all of your channels and Senses down inflated facts All is now is all Meshes Where is the catch in the net of a World of world Appropriate

gave you Whoa, I hope this ash it chokes your throat until you're in your grave My heart won't be broken My heart won't be broken My heart won't be broken

Grotesque fairyland-astray With fine falling snow this myth now melts away Through bloody archways it flows upstreams to see this heartache parching me

gun's with me, put one in your mouth Now, picture me dressed in white linen while your life is ending Slightly grinning, picture that priceless image Picture me broke

And for an hour these songs ignite But one it sings for you I'd love you for a night more than The memories of broken images And fights more than The memories of broken images

I make love in colors Ooh girl, you're body's so right I wanna make you my lover They said I broke the laws of motion The way you made an image of me

By not preachin to me but speakin to me in a method that was leisurely, so easily I approached She dug my rap, that's how we got close But then she broke

In a world of broken hearts, love is just a word Used so often, what it means is blurred People grow so hungry for a love they can believe And will they