Luyện nghe bài hát Broken

Not I've done, not what I've spoken
Not what I've shown, not I lied
Just holding on would me broken
But weak as I am, my hands tied

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

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

Straining to hold each I'm taking
A shackle that pulls, I can't set it
Not quite below, but I'm breaking
In saving you I, I be killing me

of wind, fear of rain
We built this house on sand
Fear this might, leave a
Of my own blood on my

My face is scarred, my unclean
wash away the fool I've been
Murder one or
Which be the greater sin?

A wave that hits from me
A that pulls from beneath
A that blows all around me
A inside that has bound me

Fear of wrath, fear of
Fear of what I am
this might, leave a stain
Of blood on my hands

My face is scarred, my hands
Can't away the fool I've been
Murder one or
Which would be the sin?