never a crutch? But now I see my hand's been broken for quite some time. These memories impale the senses to this day. I'm broken.
Translation: Folly. Broken.
were never a crutch? But now I see my hand's been broken for quite some time. These memories impale the senses to this day. I'm broken.
, no one saw it coming The paper said that he hit the ground running Oh yeah I know I'm not broken A little cracked but still I'm not broken I wanna
Needles in the grass? Ok, snakes in the hay. Homogeny is engulfing culture. Strip malls and chains tear down the sanctity of days, supplant ancestry
Translation: Folly. Brooks Wuz Here.
