Glass
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By Eyedea
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I¡¯m gonna run from the voice of reason till it turns to laughter
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Against the masquerade like I don¡¯t believe in the morning after.
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The chronicles contain a few hidden chapters
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We keep our mirrors dirty, incase vanity backfires.
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A cold grin curtains hunger pains and eagerness
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In one throw you could expose all of my weaknesses.
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I¡¯m putty in your hands
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Kept my waves of burning sand
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Until you learn to look through a window no one else can.
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Poverty
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Charity
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Clarity
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Honesty
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Excitement
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Class
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Falsely accused
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Misconstrued
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Anger
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Sorrow
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Happy
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Machinery
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Decisions
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Collision
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Instant gratification
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Thinking about you
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Programmed to destruct
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Obsticiles
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What don¡¯t kill me will just make me crazier.
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I¡¯m so filthy; sorry you had to see me like this.
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I sold you a lie, that showed through my eyes,
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And told you to cry a stained glass suicide.
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They slowly chisel down the walls we all hide behind,
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It¡¯s only time before your secrets become weekend headlines.
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But I¡¯ll be fine, suffocating on my own mask I just wish I could forget how to read between the cracks
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Perceptive
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Unethical
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Digested tunnel vision
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Methedone
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Real diamond cut tested
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Resurrected and perfected
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By well respected professionals
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Head doctor
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Head hunter
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Scratch your surface
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Lost somewhere
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Accepted vulnerability
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Transparent
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Open for courtesy
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Notice me
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Your living in a world made of windows and mirrors
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Lucid safeguards cover crystallized tears
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In and out different images same fear
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One day it¡¯s going to shatter right here
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I¡¯m living in a world made of windows and mirrors
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Lucid safeguards cover crystallized tears
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In and out different images same fear
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One day it¡¯s all gonna shatter, and I hope your right here...
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See through my anxieties and insecurities
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Rip out my insides
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Put them on display encaged
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Enraged and break the bottle that Ive
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Become I run I jump I throw completely
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Shattered fractured captured
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Glad I had the chance to be so helpless
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See through my
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Four-cornered window pain so plain and simple
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Brain is crippled walking through a maze
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When did I decide to be an object of reflection
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Crucified for all my imperfections
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I answered every question
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Peeling the tint off my confession
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Please close your eyes
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If we can
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Death to pride
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Let¡¯s begin, im glass and
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Every things a dream
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And I don¡¯t miss a thing
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Broken mirrors don¡¯t bring back love
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They cherish image
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How do I look any given day
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You can kill me, if you rebuild me.
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You wont, she wont, he won¡¯t
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I gotta do it all alone again good bye
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You fled, no one ever said there was any piece came out of my head
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I¡¯m dead, everybody lies and plays in time before they're born again
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Wipe my slate clean I want to skate upon your pretty reddish skin
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Holler matrimony mope she broke and now we know enough about each other everything is shattered.
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Glass
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Eyedea |