World, point of view against you
When everyone’s keeping away what the hell are you to do
Misguide, take you for a ride
Hard to keep a straight face when they smite your only pride
I see it in you
The fire inside
Dead
Bold, willing to support the cause
Not afraid to show my scars or pinpoint my many flaws
Cold, pourous as cement
Taking away all your rights in slow increments
I see it in me
The fire inside
Dwindling
Broke
Broke
Broke
Broke
Look, not looking for what you need
Just passing along the coveted honor of overbearing greed
Society, who needs it anymore
Living a life of anguish amongst the dealers, thieves, and whores
I see it in us
The fire inside
Was never lit at all
Broke
Broke
Broke
Broke
The scars on your hands tell the tale of hardship
The shit you’ve lived through can’t be condensed
What is said can’t be said enough you know
It’s hard to wash it off when its fully grown
Broke
Broke
Broke
So fucking broke
