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.

Punk / Thrash