Yes we have been broken
our souls have been bruised
we have been beaten down and abused
by ourselves and our thoughts late at night

And when you're beating and you're pounding
yes of course we're gonna fall
and we may fall so far away that we look like we're lost
but we get up again

And yes we are children of our pain
we are the lonely and the lost
maybe we've lived through a lot
but we lived

And it is not our pain that defines us
that paints us as we are
its not the scars
not the ones on our bodies ot the ones on our hearts
it is the fact that we survived it all makes us

Our breaks do not make us ruined
Only throught the cracks can we see the sun
Yes we have been wasted and abandoned and alone
But we were survivors
and now thats all that matters.