Broken People
We both have crack lines on our foolish hearts
We both have bandages wrapping our wounded souls
One sided lovers ruined by one night stands
Hopeless romantics ruined by hopeless crushes
We write our anthem with the same vocabulary
Composed them with a resembling melancholy
We see through each other rather easily
Now we're falling for each other's sheer mentality
But brother, see our little friend standing over there?
She is giving her heart full of hope only for you
Look at how pure, unscathed and innocent it is
Do you want it to end up like our broken ones too?
We know how it feels to have our hearts shattered
To see others stealing someone we wanted
I don't want to be the I've always loathed
Especially to my very own sister in blood
It is never a matter of looks and age
Nor has it ever been a matter of wealth
Trust me, brother, do not try to change anything
Maybe this time, it is not our shot yet
We may talk all day and act like lovers
Amaze each other as we discover ourselves
But if being more than that means hurting a friend
Let's just go back to where we started
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