Glass
Rome is falling further still
I'm sure I'll see you atop the hill
You make it bleed and now you stand
Tearing their scripts up with your bare hands
The broken hearts and the burning homes
You petty thing, leave us alone
And now you're getting off starting fires
In the woods and in my eyes
What the hell am I supposed to make
Of all this now
And what the hell
Did you do to me
And then draw your name in the fogged up glass alone
And you can show them what you are
What you are is washed out
I'm sure I'll see you atop the hill
You make it bleed and now you stand
Tearing their scripts up with your bare hands
The broken hearts and the burning homes
You petty thing, leave us alone
And now you're getting off starting fires
In the woods and in my eyes
What the hell am I supposed to make
Of all this now
And what the hell
Did you do to me
And then draw your name in the fogged up glass alone
And you can show them what you are
What you are is washed out
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Writer(s): Rahul Menon
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