Letras
There's a quiet in my bones
When I walk through my reflection
Every pane, another stained glass tone
Oh, Staring back without directions
Yeah, I stitched my soul in the script
Built my faith in fiction
And prayed that you could picture
Picture me without affliction (break me)
Cut me in your glass cathedral
Watch the pieces hit the floor
I've been begging to my ego
To throw a rock through the door
Told myself the cracks were character
But they were a map of fear
I never found any answers
Every god I held... disappeared
You're just a ghost in the steeple!
Raining glass upon your people!
Preaching peace while you sharpen the blade
Killing all the sheep who strayed
Teeth made of matchsticks
A fire on your tongue
I feel betrayed
Yeah, I feel betrayed
Cut me in your glass cathedral
Watch the pieces hit the floor
I've been begging to my ego
To throw a rock through the door
Let it fall down
Oh, knock it all down
Glass is covering the masses
Yeah I've been doubting your crown
(picture me without affliction)