Coheed and Cambria - The Broken Lyrics

Coheed and Cambria - The BrokenI followed your every move in a stride that will's diguiseA little markings clue to findYour red lips speak of painted figuresTeeth of mangled little listenersThe thoughts that hide your rusty scissors there andhooded men.Swinging amnesty across this violence,Obscurity has no hero.The world looks better when your fallenBraced to comfort and not to crawl inTo find it