[The Glass House]

Blindsided by them,
Recording as I stare
The cross is burning,
No chance to overcome.
I feel them parking
I guess my night has come
Is this real? No restitution
I am here falling in circles far
Sorrowfully I fall
We never knew at all
We never saw it coming
Like a drug that’s passing
A gun that’s blasting
I feel the lashin
We never been so divided
Scattered and spread among
Like useless ashes
The Phoenix overcomes
And what can I do? I know
It’s all I want, uncontrollable
We never saw it like the bombs that’s blasting
Religions clashing
The world is asking
We never saw it, we never never saw it coming
Coming



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