The Brittle Man

from Keep Feeding by Divided

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A match made in heaven
If it's a world hating heaven

The outspoken, speak of filth
Whole hearted voices
unhinged, unheard
Forgetful, forgotten creators
Pray for sleep, it's time away

There's not much hope for the broken
The dead, they're sick
I'll admit I might be broken
I let the devil get under my skin
Am I worth saving
Am I worth repairing
Flesh and bone I remain the same
But I can feel my stomach turning

Eyes are bashful
They can't see the wicked
That pours out of our souls
You'll scratch off your own skin, trying to feel clean

The grip is closing around my neck
The distance seems so freeing, yet meaningless
The fall is further than I'd ever dream
It's freeing, it's freeing yet meaningless

I am the brittle man

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from Keep Feeding, released September 29, 2014

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