Letra de Song for the Broken
I am the comfortable secure The definition of this western world And I have perfected deceit Even I believe I'm above saving, yeah And I'll never let You seeI am the broken I am the bruised I am the poor ones I have been usedIt takes me falling to the ground To admit to fully needing You Then when I'm breathing my last breath "Come and save me," I will cry to you 'Cause pride has not let me sayI am the broken I am the bruised I am the poor ones I have been usedWhy does it take so much to bring me to my knees? Why does it take so much pain for me to see? If strength is only found when I am on my knees Why is it so hard to show that I am weak? Yeah, yeahI am the broken I am the bruised I am the poor ones I have been used