Glass Homes 가사

We’re all born into other people’s stuff Maybe your politics suck Face it everybody’s messed up We’re all sick of the same old trick But there’s some magic in the world Believe in something or it does’t turn Round, round, round All we’re doing is Throwing stones from the glass homes Throwing stones from the glass homes We’re all born just trying to take a breath Maybe your lungs are still wet So you cry until you finally get A small piece of thе sky inside You know what heaven is a lеaven Well is low and dry and so we get High, high, high Watch the ceiling love Throwing stones from the glass homes Throwing stones from the glass homes