Luyện nghe bài hát Broken

Not I've done, not what I've spoken
Not what I've shown, not that I
Just on would render me broken
But weak as I am, my hands remain

Fear of wrath, fear of
Fear of facing I am
Fear this might, leave a
Of your on my hands

My is scarred, my hands unclean
Can't wash away the I've been
Murder one or
Which would be the greater

Straining to hold each breath I'm
A shackle pulls, I can't set it free
Not quite below, but slowly I'm
In saving you I, I would be me

Fear of wind, fear of
We built house on shifting sand
Fear might, leave a stain
Of my own on my hands

My face is scarred, my unclean
Can't wash away the fool I've
one or suicide
Which be the greater sin?

A that hits from behind me
A that pulls from beneath
A storm blows all around me
A fear inside that has me

Fear of wrath, of pain
of facing what I am
Fear this might, leave a
Of your blood on my

My face is scarred, my unclean
Can't wash away the I've been
one or suicide
Which be the greater sin?