Glass Child

Missed out on the knowing, held back for
You said you had a secret but no more
It doesn't even matter if that's how you wish
Fever lead to temper, now it's come to this
But is it you I heard running down the back stair

When the words don't come to me

And then again it happened just by chance
Unoccupied I took a second glance
That's when a cold rage swept over me
Had me finding the door if you can quite believe
Escape a reputation for a pride forgiven

When the words don't come to me

Speak without a word to say
You could've had a wrong to right
I thought you'd have a price to pay
I just might

Jealousy foretold took its final form
Oh the suspect true, some how forgettable
Could've seen me leaving as you're coming in
Your balance unaccounted and suspected sin
But I guess that's why you hid, you little glass child

When the words don't come to me

Speak without a word to say
You could've had a wrong to right
I thought you'd have a price to pay
I just might

Blending with the shadows
Blend in with the shadows
Blending with the shadows
Blend in with the shadows



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Payne
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