Lyrics

Imagine I was never really broken Free spirit, loud, maybe soft spoken Unbroken, imagine that I try to stay open Despite the push and shove Face in the mud Crying like the mourning doves Begging angels to come But mostly I was alone Walking graveyards for fun By the time I was grown Thought death might be The only way home Thought death might be The only way home Imagine I try to stay open Unbroken Imagine I was never really broken Dеath might be The only way home What didn't brеak her Made her stronger I was alone