We're Broken People

Follow What They Say

I'm from a little city with expensive taste

Where the roads all lead to the same place

Couldn't quite see what the future held

Cos the blindfold round my eyes is just too tight

There's a hand clutched on mine

And it guides me to write until I bleed

I wanna stop but there's no stopping now

To end it would be ultimate suicide

They taught me how to swim

Then they threw me in the deep end

But that doesn't mean i'll float

My head's above water

But the water presses against my chest

I'm finding it hard to breathe

And if I sink I'm gone

Gone but not dead

Because the current carries us to the rocks

Don't you ever feel?

For the cold-blooded murders of a thousand minds?

Gotta keep everything squeaky clean

Find no evidence or trace, of the rainbow dreams

You turned red and blue

With their essence leaking out like old blood

So we swing our tired arms forward, and forward again

We have to push on just a little bit more

After all the penalty is death and loss

If we don't follow what they say

Author's Note
Honestly idk what this is.