Behind GlassBehind GlassBehind Glass
Like a child at a show, You press your face to the cage. Wondering if they know, That they're trapped behind the glass.
Watching the world go by, Like a television on repeat, The volume's turned up high, A vision behind the glass.
Behind a window, cold eyes stare, Not knowing who you are, Not knowing how you got there, Lost behind the glass.
People watch his pathetic life, Human by nature and a freak by name, Though no one dares admit he cries, Tortured behind the glass.
Hiding from the world,
Silence-Silence-Silence
I open my ears, I open my eyes, I close my mouth, but I open my mind. As much as I want, the words are unclear, Especially when there is nothing to hear. Tell me, what do you have to say?
Even through dark, the lights they shine bright. And even through quiet, a whisper is nice. Like ripping a knife through a star in the sky, Words mean much more, if we all knew why. Tell me, what do you have to say?
Black as the scars marked on a liars cold heart, Speaking the truth would be a nice place to start. If the words are true, they aren't wr
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say NO to pants!!
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Til the water runs clear and the edges disapear----
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