Hothouse के बोल

I've got feelings pushing through I try to suppress Watch them grow On the walls of glass I've got sweat breaking out I try to contain Savage roots of a growing pain I found myself in the hothouse I found myself in the hothouse I've spent too long looking in From the outside It's time to get in It’s time to get inside In the heart of it now I in the thick of it With jungle vines That grip and strip Feeling's pushing through Pushing through, through Through, through, through you I found myself in the hothouse I found myself in the hothouse