They tell you don’t let the world break you
It’s not the world, you make you
But they let you judge and then break you
How can the broken you, be the real you?
They tell you make life your main bitch
Not a scratch that you just gotta itch
But when life lands you in a ditch
Who’s gonna come and make you pitch?
They tell you love is a beautiful thing
Makes the sun shine and bird sing,
But when there’s no promise ring,
They leave you, an unwanted thing.
They tell you a lot of lies,
The world is just and nothing dies,
We all live life for it ties,
Its wondrous laughs and woeful cries.
They tell you but I don’t wanna hear
I wanna hide and drown in my fear
Not listen with a hopeful ear,
That life is meant for something dear.
Nightmares is where I will go,
In nightmares at least I know,
That the world will break you,
You’re not the one that makes you,
You can judge and they will break you,
Cause the broken you is the real you.