I was born on the wrong side of the train-tracks
I was raised with the strap across my back
Lay me on my side or hold me up to the light, yeah

I was burned by the cold kiss of a vampire
I was bit by the whisper of a soft liar
Any good friend of yours is a good friend of mine

Broken boy
How does it feel?
Broken boy
How does it feel?
How does it feel?

Tell me why I'm forced to live in this skin
Tell me why I'm forced to live in this skin
I'm an alien, not just an alien, oh

Tell me why I was born to live in this skin
Tell me how I'm supposed to be forgiven
With my hand in the hive and the sun in my eyes, yeah

Broken boy
How does it feel?
Broken boy
How does it feel?
How does it feel?

I was born on the wrong side of the train-tracks
Always born on the wrong side of the train-tracks
Lay me on my side or hold me up to the light, yeah

I was burned by the cold kiss of a vampire
I was promised the keys to an empire
Any good friend of yours is a good friend of mine, oh

Broken boy
How does it feel?
Broken boy
How does it feel?
How does it feel?

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Writer(s): Bradley Shultz, Daniel Tichenor, Jared Champion, John Hill, Matthan Megrew Minster, Matthew Shultz, Nicholas Bockrath