Glass Valtiel

I'm gonna run from the voice of reason 'till it turns to laughter
Against the masquerade like I don't believe in the morning after
The chronicles contain a few hidden chapters
We keep our mirrors dirty, in case vanity backfires
A cold grin curtains hunger pains and eagerness
In one throw you could expose up my weaknesses
I'm putty in your hands kept my ways burned in sand
Until you learn to look through a window no one else can

Oh charity, clarity, honesty excitement
The ruling class, falsely accused, misconstrued
Anger, sorrow, happy, machinery, decisions, collision
Instant gratification, not thinking logically
Programmed to destruct obviously

What don't kill me, will just make me crazier
I'm so filthy, sorry I had to see me like this
I sold you a lie that showed through my eyes
It told you to cry a stained glass suicide
They slowly chiseled down the walls we all hide behind
It's only time before your secrets become weekend headlines
But I'll be fine, suffocating on my own mask
I just wish I could forget how to read between the cracks

Perceptive, unethical, digested tunnel vision
Methadone, real diamond cut tested
Resurrected perfected by well respected professionals
Head doctor, head hunter, scratched the surface
Lost somewhere, accepted own ability transparent open, curves...?