God willing to beat me up, beat me down again
And i'm willing to say nothing at all
Caught killing in the name of the father and the ghost
And i am spilling my guts out on the floor
Everything's alright, everything's okay
And you know i didn't want this anyway
Everything's on fire, everything's gone gray
And you know we wouldn't have it any other way
This is a song for the broken-hearted
This is a break for the broken
They're selling a whole lot of nothing - nothing we want
We're oiling a rusty, dead machine
It's telling to take a look around and around and around and around
And we all decided to get off this sit-and-spin and shit-and-spit
So have your way with no direction - have your way
Have your wayward sons disown you
Mr Downstairs - Song For The Broke Lyrics
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God willing to beat me up, beat me down again
And i'm willing to say nothing at all
Caught killing in the name of the father and the ghost
And i am spilling my guts out on the floor
Everything's alright, everything's okay
And you know i didn't want this anyway
Everything's on fire, everything's gone gray
And you know we wouldn't have it any other way
This is a song for the broken-hearted
This is a break for the broken
They're selling a whole lot of nothing - nothing we want
We're oiling a rusty, dead machine
It's telling to take a look around and around and around and around
And we all decided to get off this sit-and-spin and shit-and-spit
So have your way with no direction - have your way
Have your wayward sons disown you
And i'm willing to say nothing at all
Caught killing in the name of the father and the ghost
And i am spilling my guts out on the floor
Everything's alright, everything's okay
And you know i didn't want this anyway
Everything's on fire, everything's gone gray
And you know we wouldn't have it any other way
This is a song for the broken-hearted
This is a break for the broken
They're selling a whole lot of nothing - nothing we want
We're oiling a rusty, dead machine
It's telling to take a look around and around and around and around
And we all decided to get off this sit-and-spin and shit-and-spit
So have your way with no direction - have your way
Have your wayward sons disown you