Casting Stones

This town's built on a pile of rocks Truth or fiction everyone talks Whirling in winds of hearsay Fall judgments along the way While they're casting stones The bruises will clearly show Their mistakes they no longer own As they're casting stones Can they claim a perfect soul Swimming around in this fish bowl Their reaction is a tell Of who they are as well While they're casting stones The bruises will clearly show Their mistakes they no longer own As they're casting stones Dark alleyways are easier to find Coming from the view of familiar eyes Two faces sharing a single mind One commits an act the other denies (Instrumental) As they're casting stones The bruises will clearly show Their mistakes they no longer own While they're casting stones