Broken Metaphors

Verse 1

Shattered glass in the language we speak,

Every promise is rust, every symbol is weak.

They sold us poetry wrapped in chains,

Now the chorus bleeds like gasoline rain.

Pre-Chorus

The words don’t fit, the meaning’s gone,

We scream in riddles, but the silence is strong.

Every metaphor breaks under the weight,

Of a world that forgot how to communicate.

Chorus

Broken metaphors, cut through the night,

Twisted phrases that never sound right.

We’re screaming in fragments, tearing the page,

A violent confession, a lyrical cage.

Verse 2

Graffiti prayers on abandoned walls,

Static sermons in the wreckage halls.

The lightning strikes but the target’s blurred,

Truth is a weapon, but it’s lost in words.

Bridge

Scratch the letters till the meaning bleeds,

Burn the paper, plant the seeds.

From the ashes, a new tongue grows,

A language of fury that everyone knows.

Final Chorus / Outro

Broken metaphors, we spit and ignite,

Symbols collapsing, but we still fight.

No polished verses, no hollow disguise,

Just raw defiance in fractured cries.