Broken

I had it all figured out I found a place where I belong Had a future I never thought that I was wrong But you (but you) You won't (you won't) Let me have the peace And now (and now) Your god (your god) Is smiting all those around me Cutting off their heads Broken You won't make it out alive Broken Pressure is all I've got Broken Pity in all the parts Broken Please tell me I'm not People I know People I love Shriveling up Shriveling up Do you really want them to die? Cause I sure don't Oh god are you trying to run from me When I need you the most You leave me on my knees Broken You won't make it out alive Broken Pressure is all I've got Broken Pity in all the parts Broken Please tell me I'm not Broken! You run away to the extreme People doesn't exist in the wicked Maybe Just maybe You live in misery Broken You won't make it out alive Broken Pressure is all I've got Broken Pity in all the parts Broken Please tell me I'm not Broken Broken