Lyrics

My Kind of Broken
By Eryn Michel
eryn@erynmichel.com

My daddy told me once,
“We're all just on the run.
We're sinners, saints and children on the mend.
There's nothing pure or light,
There is no wrong or right
The best that you can hope for
is to make it to the end.”

I think he must have meant this simple truth
We walk this world all broken in two

You're my kind of broken
Sharp little edges in just the right place
Wearing your scars with a smile on your face
And when the whole world's crashin’ down,
You keep me hopin’
You're my kind of broken

My mama told me who we are,
We're all just made of stars
Spinning round and burning out,
We fall down to the ground
But all your cracks and creaks,
They look just right to me
You take my hand in yours
and I can feel my walls break down

Well, mama said two wrongs don’t make a right
But lookin’ at you here I think we might

You're my kind of broken
Sharp little edges in just the right place
Wearing your scars with a smile on your face
And when the whole world's crashin’ down,
You keep me hopin’
You're my kind of broken

And if there's any chance this song can make you see
I hope you want the broken in me

Cuz you're my kind of broken
Sharp little edges in just the right place
Wearing your scars with a smile on your face
And when the whole world's crashin’ down,
You keep me hopin’
Yeah, you're my kind of broken
You're my kind of broken
You're my kind of broken

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