The Broken Man
Look at you
You're running in circles, which way will you turn?
Look at you
You're stuck in the fire, you'll just have to burn
There's ain't no sympathy for the broken man, no
You better find your way
You better find your way
There are no tears to shed to the open hand
No space for you when the trouble ends
Learn from me
Learn from me
Burn for me
Burn for me
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Warrior, warrior
What happened to the things that I taught ya?
What happened to the dreams that I brought ya?
What happened to the wings that were on ya?
How could you let them fly on without ya?
You've lost all hope and you've lost your way
Try to make sense of things you could not change
Can't keep looking for someone to blame
Now you're stuck in the wild
A victim of your truth
With nowhere to turn, nowhere to move
Looking for the answers they don't exist
Now where you gonna run, when all you've got is this
There's ain't no sympathy for the broken man, no
You better find your way
You better find your way
There are no tears to shed, to the open hand
No space for you when the trouble ends
Learn from me
Learn from me
Burn from me
Burn from me
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
You're running in circles, which way will you turn?
Look at you
You're stuck in the fire, you'll just have to burn
There's ain't no sympathy for the broken man, no
You better find your way
You better find your way
There are no tears to shed to the open hand
No space for you when the trouble ends
Learn from me
Learn from me
Burn for me
Burn for me
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Warrior, warrior
What happened to the things that I taught ya?
What happened to the dreams that I brought ya?
What happened to the wings that were on ya?
How could you let them fly on without ya?
You've lost all hope and you've lost your way
Try to make sense of things you could not change
Can't keep looking for someone to blame
Now you're stuck in the wild
A victim of your truth
With nowhere to turn, nowhere to move
Looking for the answers they don't exist
Now where you gonna run, when all you've got is this
There's ain't no sympathy for the broken man, no
You better find your way
You better find your way
There are no tears to shed, to the open hand
No space for you when the trouble ends
Learn from me
Learn from me
Burn from me
Burn from me
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Make it out
Gotta make it out
Make it out
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Aaron Johnson Walton
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