Repairing the broken.

Plugged ears.

Hear her melody listen to its cry. We don't have much time she damaged inside.

Her cracks are showing, her bruises are glowing, thick liquid is flowing, hurry hurry we don't have much time.

Hear her melody, it's been been screaming for quite some time. Listen to its cry, it's whispering a faint "help me help me, I'm broken inside".

Her organs are damaged, those pills have left quite the after effect. Hurry hurry we don't have much time.

Her wrist are broken, dangling from side to side. Her neck has been snap open, her demons have finally gotten inside her mind.

Her melody has now been put to a stop but her cries resides inside.

Dammit dammit I cry, we're out of time.