Twisted metal
lying in the rain
bent and broken
never to be the same
I stop and stare
letting the rain
soak my clothes
and why i'm here
i don't know
The twisted metal
is just like my heart
bent and broken
torn apart
It's cold to the touch
icy like snow
hard and numb
just like my soul
As the rain
pours down on me
i realize i will always be
bent and broken
like this metal
never to be the same
