Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Broken Machine , by - Emily Davis. Song from the album Undone, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 26.09.2019
Record label: Songs & Whispers
Song language: English
The Broken Machine |
| Well there’s nothing more tragic than a beatiful love |
| that grows cold in the night |
| washes out with the tide |
| of the tears that you cried |
| lamenting the things you desired. |
| Now you’re a slave to the beat of the broken machine |
| your heart has become |
| so maudlin in grief that it ticks ever so slightly |
| on every third count. |
| But you, you were my divine |
| you were everything, always, that I could not find in myself. |
| I was alone there and then there was you. |
| But you broke me, you broke me. |
| Yeah you broke me, you broke me. |
| ow you’re a slave to the beat of the broken machine |
| your heart has become |
| so maudlin in grief that it ticks ever so slightly |
| on every third count. |