Those in glass houses
Should not throw stones
You've broken everything
That you call home
I'm sick of these cycles and all the lies
I've seen empires fall as I endure this climb
I stand here on the ashes
Of what was built with pride
I can no longer see a world I desire
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
Is this our only future?
A scene just filled with spite
Can't see the world around you
The blindfolds on too tight
I will show you
The fury of the maker's hand
Blegh
The Godhand comes crashing down
The Godhand comes crashing down
The Godhand comes crashing down
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
House Of Glass Video (MV)
Performed By: Wolves Don't Sleep
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Connor MacLean, Alex Carr, James Stack, Daniel Bingley, Stephen Bond, Daniel Bradley
Wolves Don't Sleep - House Of Glass Lyrics
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Those in glass houses
Should not throw stones
You've broken everything
That you call home
I'm sick of these cycles and all the lies
I've seen empires fall as I endure this climb
I stand here on the ashes
Of what was built with pride
I can no longer see a world I desire
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
Is this our only future?
A scene just filled with spite
Can't see the world around you
The blindfolds on too tight
I will show you
The fury of the maker's hand
Blegh
The Godhand comes crashing down
The Godhand comes crashing down
The Godhand comes crashing down
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
Should not throw stones
You've broken everything
That you call home
I'm sick of these cycles and all the lies
I've seen empires fall as I endure this climb
I stand here on the ashes
Of what was built with pride
I can no longer see a world I desire
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
Is this our only future?
A scene just filled with spite
Can't see the world around you
The blindfolds on too tight
I will show you
The fury of the maker's hand
Blegh
The Godhand comes crashing down
The Godhand comes crashing down
The Godhand comes crashing down
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
These leeches leave a deadly mark
The veins have been bled dry
An hourglass of narcissistic hype
We're running out of time
Writer: Connor MacLean, Alex Carr, James Stack, Daniel Bingley, Stephen Bond, Daniel Bradley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid