Glass House from Focus Group by Gabriel Lynch

You kept picking me up just to put me down
Kept pulling me together so that you could throw me around
It was far too late, we were far too high from the ground
Won't you take a look at us now
Just play along play along lick your boots
Hold it together and pretend I understand you
As you throw another tantrum, break another plate or two
Why is it that you can't hear the truth?

You lost me a long, long time ago
Before the bruises began to show
You lit the fire and I let it grow
You lost me a long, long time ago

You kept chewing me up just to spit me out
You kept pummelling a rhythm that was miles from the beat, but loud
Never have I heard such an ugly pitiful sound
Soon you'll see what I have found
While you're running me over and bringing me down to some peculiar level where if anyone speaks, they don't speak, they shout
Always throwing stones when it was you living in a glass house
And with one crack it all came crashing down

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