| Song | I'm Broken |
| Artist | Pantera |
| Album | pantera original album series |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pantera | |
| I wonder if we'll smile in our coffins while loved ones | |
| Mourn the day, the absence of our faces, living, laughing, | |
| Eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take? | |
| Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won. | |
| Such values you taught your son. That's how. | |
| Look at me now. I'm broken. | |
| Inherit my life. I'm broken. | |
| One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed | |
| To make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every | |
| Warning, a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled | |
| Blood. Too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost | |
| Venereal Mother embrace the los$. That's how | |
| Look at you now. You're broken | |
| Inherit your life. I'm broken. |
| zuo qu : Pantera | |
| I wonder if we' ll smile in our coffins while loved ones | |
| Mourn the day, the absence of our faces, living, laughing, | |
| Eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take? | |
| Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won. | |
| Such values you taught your son. That' s how. | |
| Look at me now. I' m broken. | |
| Inherit my life. I' m broken. | |
| One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed | |
| To make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every | |
| Warning, a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled | |
| Blood. Too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost | |
| Venereal Mother embrace the los. That' s how | |
| Look at you now. You' re broken | |
| Inherit your life. I' m broken. |
| zuò qǔ : Pantera | |
| I wonder if we' ll smile in our coffins while loved ones | |
| Mourn the day, the absence of our faces, living, laughing, | |
| Eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take? | |
| Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won. | |
| Such values you taught your son. That' s how. | |
| Look at me now. I' m broken. | |
| Inherit my life. I' m broken. | |
| One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed | |
| To make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every | |
| Warning, a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled | |
| Blood. Too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost | |
| Venereal Mother embrace the los. That' s how | |
| Look at you now. You' re broken | |
| Inherit your life. I' m broken. |