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Broken Kids - Lewd Acts lyrics
Holes in my worn out clothes
I put my childhood over my ears
But it brings no warmth
And I want to forget these years
Holes in my worn out face
My mouth won't miss the blood
And I can't miss what I've never felt
So I won't miss love
No I won't miss love
Holes in my worn out genes
Ripped and torn at the knees
His blood moves through me
Like a spreading disease
I can feel the future
And I don't want to be a part of the past
I hope with pins and needles
That a child of divorce can last
But all I know is this cold lament
And I can hear my brothers and sisters sing:
Broken kids from broken homes
Living broken lives like they've been shown
Broken kids from broken homes
All alone
All alone
Broken kids from broken homes
Living broken lives like they've been shown
Broken kids from broken homes
All alone
On their own
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