Broken Foundation

Waking up at three am, drowning in the haze

Of broken dreams and broken promises

Scared of making a fucking difference

Could you answer me, and tell me the truth

Leaving this place so empty handed

Beaten down, with a bad taste in my mouth

Leaving this place so empty handed

Beaten down, with a bad taste in my mouth

Until it falls apart

Broken foundation, buried underneath

And a smile to make the emptiness complete

Puncture my ribs, like something more

With beaten bruised and drunken heart

Waking up at three am, waking up at three am

Waking up to nothing

Leaving this place so empty handed

Beaten down, with a bad taste in my mouth

Leaving this place so empty handed

Beaten down, with a bad taste in my mouth

Until it falls apart

Broken foundation, buried underneath

And a smile to make the emptiness complete

Puncture my ribs, like something more

With beaten bruised and drunken heart

Coins across the floor, seasons burden me

And make the emptiness complete

Broken foundation, buried underneath

And a smile to make the emptiness complete

Puncture my ribs, like something more

With beaten bruised and drunken heart

Broken foundation

With beaten, bruised and drunken heart

Broken foundation

With beaten, bruised and drunken heart