Testo Glasshouse Children

Glasshouse children, throwin' stones
We're not willin' to leave the pain alone
All this shattered glass layin' in the past
Reflecting off the fallen ceilin'
Just mirrors how I'm feelin'
Glasshouse children

The black gate at the bottom of a long driveway It's just as hard to get inside as it is to get away
A house atop the hill
Bright white paint
Looks pretty as a picture but Lord knows it ain't
'Cause it's hidden bottles and wasted dollars
And broken-hearted sons and daughters
Do you think we're paying for the sins of our fathers still?

Glasshouse children, throwin' stones
We're not willin' to leave the pain alone
All this shattered glass layin' in the past
Reflecting off the fallen ceilin'
Just mirrors how I'm feelin'
Glasshouse children
I'd say I was forever changed after the fall of '99
I got exposed at two years old to demons in my mama's eyes
They were drawn to her 'cause she was beautiful
Unlike anything they'd ever seen
So they tore down all our curtains and lit 'em up with gasoline, yeah

Glasshouse children, throwin' stones
We're not willin' to leave the pain alone
All this shattered glass layin' in the past
Reflecting off the fallen ceilin'
Just mirrors how I'm feelin'
Glasshouse children

Oh, it just mirrors how I'm feeling
Like glasshouse children
Yeah, yeah
The black gate at the bottom of a long driveway
It's just as hard to get inside as it is to get away