My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
***** stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Like autumn leaves
His sense fell from him
An empty glass of himself
Shattered somewhere within
His thoughts like a hundred moths
Trapped in a lampshade
Somewhere within
Their wings banging and burning
On through endless nights
Forever awake he lies shaking and starving
Praying for someone to turn off the light
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
***** stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
*ps-forget the *****. it was supposed to be jesus. but im not a christ. im a muslim. but it still the same life.
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