Lyrics

I know that look of suspicion
I know your mind is a weapon
I know that you’ll never listen
So I am not talking to you
I see the loaded guns
The slaughtering of our sons
We are the broken ones

We are the broken ones
Our hearts and our spirits crushed
Abuse and oppression from every direction
We are the broken

I see a profitless mission
In fighting off this depression
I have lost all motivation
So I am not talking to me
I am your counterpart
One half of a broken heart
We are the broken ones

We are the broken ones
Our hearts and our spirits crushed
Abuse and oppression from every direction
We are the broken

From a high and lofty place
There is a promise spoken
A healing of the spirit
Revival of the broken

We are the broken ones
Our hearts and our spirits crushed
Abuse and oppression from every direction
We are the broken