We fall apart, to get back up
We learn the rules to just get by
That's not enough

Born to be broken

This is a human uproar
These are the plagues that contain our souls
We are so easily crumbled and shaped like a paper world

This is the point where I told myself I would never be
Your ideas tempt my mind with something that I never wanted

Even with these constant reminders
But the immoral overlays the benefits
What have they sold us? What have they sold us here?

In a world where we thrive off hurt and confusion
It's been whispered in our minds that it's just a phase
We listen, we accept thinking it will pass
But this state of intertwining is overdue for it's last

I have discovered yet another analytical failure
And it's agony flows through our veins

We have strayed from the disease that can take our system hostage
Never will I compare myself to the gold that you claim
Never will I settle in this grave that you call home

It's not enough
I won't settle any longer
This is the point when you suffer