So Broken

Epicure

If I saw myself crossing the road,

I would put my foot down, slam it to the ground

I'd want it to hurt... it's what I deserve



And if I found myself drowning at sea

I would take the anvil that you gave me

Calmly and quietly to the ocean floor



And I'm so broken,

And whats worse, I've broken others.

Each lie I've spoken

Seemed to lead to another



And if I found myself dancing in flames

And you offered me wings

I would remain...

Calmly and quietly, ashes to the floor