Broken

[ INTRO ]

Yeah, I'm going to give y'all a little piece that I just wrote

Uhh

Check it out

 

[ VERSE ]

Where is the suppression for my aggression

the pills for my depression

can somebody help me out?

because im sitting here just stressin'

over all of the little things

my silly imperfections

they say practice makes perfect

but I am not progressing

and i want to learn my lesson

but im running out of time

I'm wondering constantly

should I continue to rhyme

these feelings hurt to the core

all the way down to my enzyme

while i listen to Stevie Wonder

thinking of a paradise of my past time

and it feels as if im stopping

right before i hit my prime

and the feeling is not sweet but sour like a lime

enclosing my heart down within a slime

I'm having these battles inside of my mind,

Asking questions like,

Will i make it in my own?

It's a long shot

Will i forever be alone?

Stuck in one spot

Will anyone miss me when I'm gone?

Probably not,

Because my brain and heart are tied in a knot

And this hinders me from crying a lot

Thus causing me to show no emotion

But when I said I cared, I wasn't joking

But I guess it's too late to be broken

For now I'm living with no more pain, tears or hoping

I'm just coastin'

 

[ OUTRO ]

Yeah I said I'm coasting

No not pain tears or hoping, for real

It's too late for me to be broken

Let's go

Kamerads stand up!

That's right

My Kamerads

I'll say it again stand up baby, let's go!