Steel and Glass Aloe Blacc

There you stand with your L.A. tan
And your New York walk and your New York talk
Your mother left you when you were small
But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all

Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass

Your phone don't ring, no one answers your call
How does it feel to be off the wall?

Well, your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads your lies
But you can't pull strings when your hands are tied
Well, your teeth are clean but your mind is capped
You leave your smell like an alley cat

Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass