Broken Algorithms - Manic Street Preachers

I'm back at the start Falling apart in the old ways I wish I was flawless, I'm not Was fading away But everything fell into place When you told me your name Two halves of a heart hardly beating alone But now that I found you, I'm not letting go Fall into me Everyone's broken and I got this missing piece Honestly, you fit me like no one You're perfectly broken for me You've been in the dark Believing your thoughts when they tell you You're anything less than you are But that's just not true 'Cause all of the scars and the bruises They're what make you human We didn't need fixing all of this time 'Cause all of your edges fit right into mine Fall into me Everyone's broken and I got this missing piece Honestly, you fit me like no one You're perfectly broken for me Fall into me Everyone's broken and I got this missing piece Honestly, you fit me like no one You're perfectly broken for me For me You fit me like no one You're perfectly broken for me For me, me You're perfectly broken for

I don't wanna be broken and quiet Shut off and tired at times but I am I don't wanna be distant and cold 'Til nobody knows the person I am Well, maybe a drop into my lemonade A bitter taste, the pain away Just something to thin the blood I don't wanna be woken up I am broken mirror, shut my eyes And I'm a different person every night I am broken mirror, shut my eyes And I'm a different person every night I am broken mirror, shut my eyes And I'm a different person every night I wanna burn it, rip off my disguise And I'm a different person every night In my head In my head In my head In my head I wanna be the life and the soul Of every cold room that I touch I wanna be actin' the fool Subtle and cool, it's all that I want So slip a drop into my lemonade But nothing takes the pain away And I know that you understand I don't wanna be who I am I am broken mirror, shut my eyes And I'm a different person every night I am broken mirror, shut my eyes And I'm a different person every night I am broken mirror, shut my eyes And I'm a different person every night I wanna burn it, rip off my disguise And I'm a different person every night In my head In my head In my head In my head In my head In my head In my head In my head In my head My head

I gotta go right now that's all Nothing to it don't expect no call Y'all been plotting on me, praying I fall I been working, I been giving my all I gotta go right now that's all Nothing to it don't expect no call Y'all been plotting on me, praying I fall I been working, I been giving my all She was the one with the broken smile Now that's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong She was the one with the broken smile Now that's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong One more chance to give and that's all I have All I have left in my heart I've been through enough to know When you're sad and we're far apart Give me some time and I will make you mine again, yeah Give me a line so I can write you a line again, yeah Give me some time and I will make you mine again, yeah Give me a line so I can write you a line again, yeah She was the one with the broken smile Now that's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong She was the one with the broken smile Now that's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong One more chance to give and that's all I have All I have She was the one with the broken smile She was the one that was worth my time END

All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself We march the streets at night Looking for a thrill, looking for a fight It was the first day of the rest of our lives We work fast, never gonna die Riding up the Highway 45 We didn't know it couldn't go on forever All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself We fought to rule the world Not knowing just how fragile we really were Like it was the first day of the rest of our lives Then the bricks began to fall And we can see the cracks along the wall We didn't know it couldn't go on forever All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself We believed that we could go on forever We believed that we could go on forever Forever All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself Cut yourself You're gonna cut yourself You're gonna cut yourself

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour