The Broken

Coheed And Cambria · Year Of The Black Rainbow [2010]

I followed your every move in a stride that wills disguise

Little markings clue the find

Your red lips speak of painted figures

The teeth of mangled little listeners

The thoughts that hide your rusty scissors there

And hooded men swinging honesty across this violence

Obscurity has no hero



The world looks better when you're falling

Grace to comfort enough to crawling

Divided, we must

Pray for the broken

No one could fix us

We are, we'll always be

The wronged



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Your touch seethes of emptiness

The callous tips against the brush

The world's now breaking off to crust



The world looks better when you're falling

Grace to comfort enough to crawling

Divided, we must

Pray for the broken

No one could fix us

We are, we'll always be

The wronged



We're conspiring



Where was your heart

When we needed it most?

Live in denial

And I'll be your ghost

There is nothing to let go

Only time will let you know

If you're worth anything

You'll know then

Giving up way too early

Let the axis turn you free

And destroy everything you love



The world looks better when you're falling

Grace to comfort enough to crawling

Divided, we must

Pray for the broken

No one could fix us

We are, we are

We are, we are

We are, we'll always be

The wronged