Broken Fame

(These words, these words They are the only ones that I come back to And with these hands We'll move the world just to find you) Here's to a life of a broken fame (caught in the motions) You've been letting the world decide your fate A weak man, in a stronghold Consumed in all the things he needs But it's never enough It's never enough it seems Some may call it the high life But you took the easy way out You had your moment to shine But now it's wasted You've done nothing but waste it We've gotta find a way to show you how To pull these words from the pages To make this world your own These words, these words They are the only ones that I come back to And with these hands We'll move the world just to find you You cannot find a way When all you do is aim to accumulate Reaching out for everything but the answers We have gone astray Here you are again Struggling to stand on your own two feet Why is this happening? Your ambitions have made you blind Just open up It's not too late We are the authors of our own demise Feeding greed will only leave us dead inside I stood my ground and I pushed you out But I still couldn't find What made me whole What broke the mold And without you I'll never know Without you I'll never know I'll never know I'll never know Without you I'll never know These words, these words They are the only ones that I come back to And with these hands We'll move the world just to find you These words, these words (just to find you) These words, these words (just to find you) And with these hands We'll move the world just to find you --- Broken Fame - Fit for a King