Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Glasses, artist - K Rino. Album song Mightier Than the Sword, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2018
Record label: SoSouth
Song language: English
The Glasses |
This young guy was 24 years old, maybe 25 |
And had been used and broken many ties in the time he’d been alive |
His heart since the beginning was compassionate and generous |
But then it just got dark when he saw people were so venomous |
His faith was damaged, used to believe he could save the planet |
But the fake would manage always to damage and take advantage |
Of his kindness and although he now seen the world was fiendish |
He dreamed about a means to screen people and distinguish |
So one night as he took a walk, his stress had reached its summit |
He saw a bag that had a bright light emanating from it |
His first response was to ignore it and keep walking past it |
Instead he grabbed and opened it up and found a pair of glasses |
Assuming someone lost ‘em, he nearly choked with surprise |
‘Cause he couldn’t resist the strong urge to place 'em over his eyes |
And as other people walked by, his insight became strong |
‘Cause he now could see through people’s hearts each time he had ‘em on |
With these glasses, he could see inside the conscience of the masses |
And pinpoint all the madness with exactness |
What he thought would bring him happiness brought sadness |
These glasses |
These glasses, he could see inside the conscience of the masses |
And pinpoint all the madness with exactness |
What he thought would bring him happiness brought sadness |
These glasses |
So then he was astounded ‘cause now he walked around with |
The ability to read hearts, by chance he finally found it |
The evil and detestable, deceitful and unethical |
Were all detectable as long as he had donned these spectacles |
He found people and tried ‘em and every liar spiteful thought inside him |
There was no disguise a fake smile that could hide him |
And with this strange invention, before a word is ever even mentioned |
He could look at you and tell you your intentions |
He knew who hated and who loved, family, friends, it mattered not who you was |
Before you spoke it he knew what the truth was |
It shielded him from danger and half the time no person was a stranger |
Those who tried him became victims of his anger |
Now his own mind he was losing, emotionally it moved him |
Seeing collusion in the minds of loved ones who were out to use him |
It confused him ‘cause even though this is what he desired |
The knowledge of private internal sheistiness made him tired |
With these glasses, he could see inside the conscience of the masses |
And pinpoint all the madness with exactness |
What he thought would bring him happiness brought sadness |
These glasses |
These glasses, he could see inside the conscience of the masses |
And pinpoint all the madness with exactness |
What he thought would bring him happiness brought sadness |
These glasses |
Now he walked the city frantic |
And those who looked like normal folks he glanced at |
And saw that they were sick, perverse and rancid |
He felt like he was wrong, he started to take ‘em off |
But he’d succumbed to a compulsive desire to keep ‘em on |
So he freaked out on a whim and his hope for all humanity was slim |
So he started to pass judgement and condemn |
And the power of the glasses overtook him |
It shook him to his core so he decided to kill each person after lookin' |
With this self-controlled delinquent, he approached an older lady and without |
blinkin' |
She started telling him what he was thinking |
He was baffled, she grabbed him and said, «I don’t mean to scare you |
But those glasses that you’re wearing, though they’re rare, I have a pair too |
But you were disobedient, abused the seeing power and got deviant |
But me I only used ‘em when I needed it |
So this privilege you’ve lost it |
So even if you take ‘em off, your view of people and their view of you will be |
distorted…» |
With these glasses, he could see inside the conscience of the masses |
And pinpoint all the madness with exactness |
What he thought would bring him happiness brought sadness |
These glasses |
These glasses |
He could see inside the conscience of the masses |
And pinpoint all the madness with exactness |
What he thought would bring him happiness brought sadness |
These glasses |