Death has it's own design
It's something I can not define
Creeping at me everyway
Looking at me everyday
I've gotten used to it
It's nothing new to me

(Chorus)
I've died
And I tried to tell you
I'm dead
And I said to your face
How I felt

Dying has it's own plan
Look how it killed the broken man
Lurking at us everyway
Sneaking at us everyday
We've gotten used to it
It's nothing new to us

I've died
And I tried to tell you
I'm dead
And I said to your face
How I felt

Break Away
Broken Down
Broke Inside
Breaking Around, Around you

I've died
And I tried to tell you
I'm dead
And I said to your face
How I felt