B R O K E N You sit at home and twiddle your thumbs Nothing to do you sit and act dumb and hit yourself till you go numb The day rolls bye Like a babies cry And you suddenly sigh Yoou bored more than anything Wanting to do everything You go to sleep wishing You awake with toys to the side All that you want all in your safe confide With no where to go nowhere to hide From the destruction you bring Your maleveolent swing Breaks all your things They say its childproof But thats only a spoof All under one big false roof All your toys are broken Some of them are smoking But most of all they are BROKEN! DEViATED