Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Glasses Video (MV)
The Trujillo Company - Glasses Lyrics
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Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Just put my glasses on
Rose colored glasses on
What do you see
Tell me
What do you see
Ooh
Blood on our hands and blood on the streets again
The people want it because it's all on demand
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Walking around like we're already dead
Yeah
No point in dreaming when they're stealing our beds
Yeah
Worship to nothing
Praying for something
Writer: Leny Trujillo, Mike Trujillo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid