Papa Roach - Broken Home Lyrics
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Broken Home
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What Are The Lyrics For Broken Home By Papa Roach?
Broken home, all alone
Broken home, all alone I can't seem to fight these feelings I'm caught in the middle of this And my wounds are not healing I'm stuck in between my parents I wish I had someone to talk to Someone I could confide in I just want to know the truth I just want to know the truth Want to know the truth! Broken home All alone I know my mother loves me But does my father even care? If I'm sad or angry You were never ever there When I needed you I hope you regret what you did I think I know the truth Your father did the same to you Did the same to you! I'm crying day and night now What is wrong with me? I cannot fight now I feel like a weak link Crying day and night now What is wrong with me? I cannot fight now I feel like a weak link (Push it back inside) 4X A weak link Broken home, all alone It feels bad to be alone Crying by yourself living in a broken home How could I tell it? So all y'all could feel it Depression strikes hard just like my old earth would tell it To me, her son, she told me I'm the one Pain bottled up, 'bout to blow like a gun Stories that I tell Are nonfiction And you can't take it back 'cause it's already done BROKEN HOME! BROKEN HOOOOME! Can't seem to fight these feelings Caught in the middle of this My wounds are not healing Stuck in between my parents BROKEN HOME! BROKEN HOOOOME! |
Who Wrote Broken Home By Papa Roach?
Jacoby Shaddix, Jerry Horton, Tobin Esperance, David Buckner
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