Quebrado

The world always makes a point of reminding me how weak and easy to break I am
The more I gather the pieces, the more I feel broken
By the deaths even if I try to scream, to elevate the power and it's no use!
The more I gather the pieces, the more I feel broken
I thought I knew but.. No
I've seen things, I've done things, I've already lost my heart
Lost friends, lost sanity in this damn system, I'm just a gear!
I swear I wasn't like this but now screw it!
This is what's left of me and there's nothing good left
So crawl, you worm, feel the cold

Didn't want to break my soul, congratulations, I did
What's the use of this revolt if it doesn't bring them back
There are no more happy faces, just chaos and destruction
All that's left are scars and blood on my hands
Moving forward, I got used to death or just became numb
Will I smile again if it works out
I don't know, I don't know
I have to focus on the present, the traumas
Made me cold and anger makes me hot!
Damn curse, I'll punch your face, don't need help to beat you up
In the domain expansion, just realize who's the hunter and who's the prey

There's no little power, it's just raw hatred, want skill, here's the jujutsu
What irony, if you want peace, too bad we're the same!
You know
The hard part wasn't learning about this world or getting good at fighting
No
The hard part was seeing how cruel the world is and how much it doesn't care

The world always makes a point of reminding me
How weak and easy to break I am
The more I gather the pieces, the more I feel broken
By the deaths even if I try to scream, to elevate the power and it's no use!
The more I gather the pieces, the more I feel broken