Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Glass House , by - Swingin Utters. Song from the album Swingin' Utters, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 28.06.2004
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English
My Glass House |
| While I sit alone in this room I’ve got crates full of sorrow |
| Even more filled with shadows |
| That I fish out and ridicule when I’m felling lonely |
| I’m lacking sense, but bound in a very specific direction |
| It’s phenomenal and unprecedented |
| It’s a chip of the old block and a step up the new ladder |
| Mr. Scribe, I write to you pen and penchant |
| Aimed to pour over a fool left with no more rhymes |
| I’m poetically franchised |
| I’m in charge for the day in terminal wanderlust |
| I’ve excited my worst thoughts exorcised what was lost |
| Am I a bad seed sprouting up or am I not? |
| I’m sure what sad is |
| But listless I’m not my lists are never ending |
| And my emotions aren’t store-bought |
| And tears, they either deceive or endure me |
| I’m your little golden nugget collecting dust |
| Bored with my own stale and directed thoughts |
| In a place where so much life and loves abound |
| It’s amazing how little tempts me from my glass house |