Glasshouse

When the whole world is so seemingly bored I cannot shut my eyes Entertain myself in some other form Outlast and masking their fake cries Black and Blue with validation Proving true the limitations set by you Bred in dirt, I am watching it emerge I'm tearing at my eyes Human kind has become some other form All that's grotesque in their ill minds Now it hurts, i'm sure it's the worst It's all customary when lifting a curse I've learned, I've heard, and developed a thirst A toast to my morals and watching them burn Burning out Burning out Burning out Burning out Can we just own ourselves If it's safe to say anything Confidence highly misplaced Welcoming forced to embrace When did lies become truth Slow demise of value When did lies become truth When did lies become truth Slow demise My only words fall on the ears of those who refuse change Live and let die, watch from afar, arrogance fades away