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Damnaged

The Color Morale

You did well, devil
Family life
It's like puzzle pieces disconnected
Pictures frames will never find
This broken home my demons still reside
You would think we could have lived
Together with all this hell inside

Mother, I just needed you to know
Something good grew out from all of
The cracks inside our broken home
I am a lonely soul, a kid flying his kite alone
Or am I just a head in the clouds
Welcoming wind every time there's a storm?

Where do I go now?
I grew up in a house God built with the devils
Blueprints with no foundation found
I went to hell to have some words with the devil
About what he did, but it was empty
Everyone moved out
Mother, I just needed you to know
Something good grew out from all
Of the cracks inside our broken home
And father, I needed you the most
But I'm still a kid in aging skin
A hypocrite trying to grow

Every time I try
To bury the wreckage of that old house in my mind
I see the same crow on the power line
He could have flown to any other home,
But he'll never stop chasing mine
He’ll never stop chasing mine
It's a strange kind of comfort
Learning to always love
The cracks inside broken homes
Mother, I just needed you to know
Something good grew out from all
Of the cracks in our broken home
And father, I needed you the most,
But I'm still a kid in aging skin
And I will always love you both

Composição: Aaron Eugene Saunders, Devin Robert King, Garret Allen Rapp, Michael Robert Honson, Steven Charles Carey





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