| Song | Born of a Broken Man (Album Version) |
| Artist | Rage Against the Machine |
| Album | The Battle Of Los Angeles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Morello, Rocha, Wilk | |
| My fears hunt me down | |
| Capturing my memories | |
| The frontier of loss | |
| They try to escape across the street where | |
| Jesus stripped bare | |
| And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture | |
| In the name of my | |
| In the name of my | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Like autumn leaves | |
| His sense fell from him | |
| An empty glass of himself | |
| Shattered somewhere within | |
| His thoughts like a hundred moths | |
| Trapped in a lampshade | |
| Somewhere within | |
| Their wings banging and burning | |
| On through endless nights | |
| Forever awake he lies shaking and starving | |
| Praying for someone to turn off the light | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| A , A | |
| My fears hunt me down | |
| Capturing my memories | |
| The frontier of loss | |
| They try to escape across the street where | |
| Jesus stripped bare | |
| And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture | |
| In the name of my | |
| In the name of my | |
| yeah | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| A, A, yeah | |
| A, yeah, c'mon |
| zuo ci : Morello, Rocha, Wilk | |
| My fears hunt me down | |
| Capturing my memories | |
| The frontier of loss | |
| They try to escape across the street where | |
| Jesus stripped bare | |
| And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture | |
| In the name of my | |
| In the name of my | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Like autumn leaves | |
| His sense fell from him | |
| An empty glass of himself | |
| Shattered somewhere within | |
| His thoughts like a hundred moths | |
| Trapped in a lampshade | |
| Somewhere within | |
| Their wings banging and burning | |
| On through endless nights | |
| Forever awake he lies shaking and starving | |
| Praying for someone to turn off the light | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| A , A | |
| My fears hunt me down | |
| Capturing my memories | |
| The frontier of loss | |
| They try to escape across the street where | |
| Jesus stripped bare | |
| And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture | |
| In the name of my | |
| In the name of my | |
| yeah | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| A, A, yeah | |
| A, yeah, c' mon |
| zuò cí : Morello, Rocha, Wilk | |
| My fears hunt me down | |
| Capturing my memories | |
| The frontier of loss | |
| They try to escape across the street where | |
| Jesus stripped bare | |
| And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture | |
| In the name of my | |
| In the name of my | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Like autumn leaves | |
| His sense fell from him | |
| An empty glass of himself | |
| Shattered somewhere within | |
| His thoughts like a hundred moths | |
| Trapped in a lampshade | |
| Somewhere within | |
| Their wings banging and burning | |
| On through endless nights | |
| Forever awake he lies shaking and starving | |
| Praying for someone to turn off the light | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| A , A | |
| My fears hunt me down | |
| Capturing my memories | |
| The frontier of loss | |
| They try to escape across the street where | |
| Jesus stripped bare | |
| And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture | |
| In the name of my | |
| In the name of my | |
| yeah | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| But not a broken man | |
| Born of a broken man | |
| Never a broken man | |
| A, A, yeah | |
| A, yeah, c' mon |