
Date of issue: 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 |
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