Brokenasyou. - Romes

I wrap my problems up in duct tape

And bury them in the dirt

Then I just put on my happy face

'Cause god forbid you show you’re hurt

So I slick my hair back got my leather jacket on

Looking so good you’d never know I was not

Make it look so easy when I smile, smile, smile

I might look put together I’m as broken as you

I might seem like I’m steady I’ve already had a few

I might act like everything is all well and cool

But the truth is I’m just as broken as you

I might look put together but I’m missing some screws

I might look clean as ever but I’m feeling it bruise

I might act like verything is all hella cool

But the truth is I’m just as brokn as you

Why the hell I always feel like I got to prove myself

When I should just really improve myself

You’ll never be able to tell I am unwell

Keep my issues bottled up on the shelf, oh well

I’m dressed in all black like feeling awesome

Usually I keep my flaws wrapped in the coffin

But tonight I wear my flaws with style, style, style