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Sitting in my glass house
While your ghost is sleeping down the hall
Watching the little birds fly
Kamikaze missions into the walls
Think I’m going to stay in today
Sit on the couch and watch them fall
Life keeps getting harder
And it just keeps getting harder to hide
The darker it is around me
The easier it is to see inside
Outside the glass
The whole world is magnified
And it’s half an inch
From here to the other side
I guess that push has come to this
So I guess this must be shove
But before you throw those stones at me
Tell me, what is your house made of?
And if you think you know what I’m doing wrong
You’re gonna have to get in line
But for the purposes of this song
Let’s just say I’m doing fine
I guess I’m doing fine
Trapped in my glass house
A crowd has been gathering outside since dawn
I make a pot of coffee
While catastrophe awaits me out on the lawn
Think I’m going to stay in today
And pretend like I don’t know what’s going on
Yeah, I guess that push has come to this
So I guess this must be shove
But before you throw those stones at me
Tell me, what is your house made of?
And if you think you know what I’m doing wrong
You’re gonna half to get in line
But for the purposes of this song
Let’s just say I’m doing fine
I think I’m doing fine
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