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Kids In Glass Houses

on your own phil really likes peanut butter shay cant find the ketchup cupboard joel loves it joel joel joel loves the kiddies joel should go back home to his house

you call it art When you never even use your heart, And I just wanna tear you apart. The needle finds the vinyl vein And silence deafens everyone around. Raise a glass

I wake up with my shoes on And my whole life thrown around the room And I swear like a sailor As I choke on smoke and cheap perfume I?ve been here, I

I want, Give me, What I, want Want, Glass half empty, glass half full, I'd say you've got some catching up to do Your glass half empty, glass

says you're getting lazy friends for hire it's hot as hell in the desert tonight, alright lipstick on your chest they put the poison in your glass they

Gentlemen, I found a spokesman for a generation on the fence, I swear to God, but all I get is her trainee assistant, Far and distant, So many bodies

taste the sorrow And she can?t get enough And she?s too scared to swallow If she might fall in love And if we look to tomorrow And we know that these kids

Is it so hard to remember When we go back to September We were We were like. You're a throw back to forever In your denim jeans and leather Yes you

Get up early You?re still late And still coming down from yesterday I?ve seen enough to see this far And I wanna fail you all Soldiered on into the day