Houses of Glass
Julia Marcell
GENRE
What matters is I know I'm right
Not a big deal to tell the good and the bad apart
Born into this code unified
Deep down inside I know I'm right
Houses and houses, and houses of glass
Time in arrest, bodies first class
Houses on houses, on houses of glass
Bulletproof coffins with fossils of us
To peak in, to look, oh, such a faux pas
Can't sneak inside, no, don't even try
I look through the window and what do I see?
Everything around is out to get me
I look around and what do I see?
Everything around me reminds me of me
Built in my likeness, built in my name
I am safe, I'm a god of the same
The glass in my chest beats with parental care
My heart is transparent for all who are there
In the depths of the branches of my family tree
My seed has a purpose, a reason to be
What matters is I know I'm right
Not a big deal to tell the good and the bad apart
Born into this code unified
Deep down inside I know I'm right
Houses on houses and houses of glass
Those who stand last, they write the past
And the land where I stand is my birthright to keep -
Here's a paper with a stamp to put all doubts to sleep
No fear my dear, it's where I belong
No need to learn words to a foreign song
In the depths of the branches of my family tree
Oh, finally, a reason to be
Not a big deal to tell the good and the bad apart
Born into this code unified
Deep down inside I know I'm right
Houses and houses, and houses of glass
Time in arrest, bodies first class
Houses on houses, on houses of glass
Bulletproof coffins with fossils of us
To peak in, to look, oh, such a faux pas
Can't sneak inside, no, don't even try
I look through the window and what do I see?
Everything around is out to get me
I look around and what do I see?
Everything around me reminds me of me
Built in my likeness, built in my name
I am safe, I'm a god of the same
The glass in my chest beats with parental care
My heart is transparent for all who are there
In the depths of the branches of my family tree
My seed has a purpose, a reason to be
What matters is I know I'm right
Not a big deal to tell the good and the bad apart
Born into this code unified
Deep down inside I know I'm right
Houses on houses and houses of glass
Those who stand last, they write the past
And the land where I stand is my birthright to keep -
Here's a paper with a stamp to put all doubts to sleep
No fear my dear, it's where I belong
No need to learn words to a foreign song
In the depths of the branches of my family tree
Oh, finally, a reason to be
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