Broken

Broken - Should

Curled up as an embryo

My neck was broken

Look down on me

With words I'm spoken

Just for a second

When I had them all there

Waiting on me

The sound for me skirt

Just for a moment

Wasn't what they told us

Had a piece of the power

I carefully dived

My timing is still slow

Add to the list

I'm fighting my conscience

I'm using my last

And I could get there

When I need to look up

Bury the bones and mind

In the winter months

And I could get there

When I need to look up

Bury the bones and mind

In the winter months