The History Of A Broken MInd

The History of a Broken Mind

Intro

I figure it’s time to open up a bit

And face the fact you won’t remember this

‘Cause you feed off of innocence

And ignorance is bliss

V1

Just like a story here’s a few chapters

Where a child only slowly severs

At her wrist, carved down her legs

The only love she ever said

Was her only embrace

By the knife in her palm

Drowning forever in her own two arms

This is where the madness starts

Chorus

Sometimes she finds herself

Locked inside an ageing hell

Where fire meets forces

Of complete distortion

Burnt beneath each layer of her skin

Her scarring tissue is not a sin

But ‘forgive me now,’ she pleads to you

This ‘perfect’ daughter isn’t true

V2

Gaining tension from attention

She loses her thoughts to a trance

Fighting every monster’s orders

Now she’s lost at the border of

Is this supernatural world

Here to take her home and mind

Hallucinating, she keeps complaining

‘Where’s the love for all this painting?’

Chorus –

Bridge

She doesn’t want to sound

Like a poetic lost soul

But you’ll never understand her

The feelings are not mutual

So give her time to figure out

Every answer she wants to shout

You’re free to help, but leave her be

‘These things take time, it’s up to me’