GLASSHOUSE ~ Lyrics
Glass house Glass house You build one Lost count Lost count I was your one Tall spouse Tall spouse So much fun ( they say it's a lot Of fun) In doubt In doubt I was done ( I was really done) You told me the tragedy and wrapped misery around like a fairytale You spoke words of grief and gave me pills like I was your frail toy You counted days and counted weeks so you can play decoy You made me drink the poisen and called it a panacea so I can be destroyed Was I tragedy Or some kind of remedy Or some kind of Malice , You took personally? Was I a home gun Or a shot run Or some kind of twist, You took draggers upon? Was I your misery Or some kind of history Or some kind of trickery You played along? Was I your life boat Or some kind of onslaught Or some kind of afterthought You inquired upon? all my vivid dreams start off with grief All of my lucid awakening , are made off misery All my amnesia, ...
