There's a million reasons lives get shaken Each one hurts the same It's getting hard to tell whats breaking The picture or the frame Writing letters to my mind Writing out whats kept inside Scribbled down and set aside Can't see past today Whispers from the other side Whispers from the terrified Holding out for satisfied I hear the voices say I am the strange, the disarranged I am possessed, the second guessed I am indecent, I am the treatment The secrets have spoken We are the broken The secrets have spoken We are the broken Every second wasted worried Falls away unsaved Try to empty out the madness Tomorrow do the same Writing letters to my mind Writing out whats kept inside Scribbled down and set aside Can't see past today Whispers from the other side Whispers from the terrified Holding out for satisfied I hear the voices say I am the strange, the disarranged I am possessed, the second guessed I am indecent, I am the treatment The secrets have spoken We are the broken The secrets have spoken We are the broken There's a million reasons lives get shaken Each one hurts the same It's getting hard to tell whats breaking The picture or the frame I am the strange, the disarranged I am possessed, the second guessed I am indecent, I am the treatment The secrets have spoken We are the broken The secrets have spoken We are the broken The secrets have spoken We are the broken