GLASS

Lyrics

One in the heart, and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting to crash
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack
One in the heart, and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting to crash
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack

When times are getting tough
And the decisions getting tougher
We hold on to what’s familiar
And run from the discomfort
We would bathe in the toxicity
Instead of wanna suffer
All alone and grow apart
Be on our own without each other
We thought we fixed the loose ends
But we tied that shit into a noose
Living in a lie
That we decided better than the truth
It was getting old
We acted like it’s never out of youth
Ignoring concrete evidence
And sipping on some 40 proof

You make me want to blow my brains out
From all the shit that you said to me
But it kills me not to talk to you
So I guess you’ll be the death of me

One in the heart, and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting to crash
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack
One in the heart, and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting to crash
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack

Now you’re just another stain
I’m tryna bleach out of my brain
Drowning in my own head
While you’re smiling clogging up the drain
I didn’t know that loving you to death
Was digging up my grave
Skeletons inside your closet
Starting screaming out my name
Haunted by your past
And all the secrets that you tried to keep
Trapped me in a nightmare
Where I tried but I could never scream
Directed me around I started acting like I wasn’t me
I’d wake up live inside a scary movie that was on repeat

I stop breathing every time
That you save your breath on me
I might suffocate to death
I hope that they see you’re the accessory

One in the heart, and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting to crash
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack
One in the heart, and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting to crash
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack

One in the heart and one in the back
I’m losing my breath I’m starting crash
BACK
CRASH
My skin is paper machete my heart made of glass
You got me holding all of the weight I’m starting to crack