Broken (momentum)

Broken (momentum)

i wake up every morning with a look upon my face
it’s called disgust
And we’re all here to blame
i wake up every morning with something caught
in my throat
it’s called hate
maybe it’s just your name

// i am alive
// but i feel so dead to you all
// you all
// you have all broken me

i wake up every morning with a pain in my chest
it’s called a heart
or at least it’s phantom pain
And at night i go to bed and
thank anything that’ll listen
i thank them
that i can’t see your face

(chorus)

i am alive

(chorus)