Testo di Glass

Cover me in glass Cars move past Your eyes begin to bleed I don’t feel a thing Words leak through the cracks Red stains the glass The ringing in my ears Will go away next year You want to touch her But you don’t You want to hurt her But you wont What is this pain Eating my brain My art/arms My art/arms You want to touch her But you don’t You want to hurt her But you wont