MoRising - Glass House

I've been the monster
Held onto a dream, a fantasy
I've been the fire
Played with the games, set up the frame
I was the liar
A charming queen, that Libra steez
The scale is weighted unevenly

A mess that's picture perfect
I chose this 'cause I'm worth this
And yet again I'm hurting
No, it's not me I'm certain

I'm used to running alone (Yeah)
Point the gun, fingers pointing home
Choose a path all on my own (Yeah)
Throwing stones in a glass home
I'm used to running alone (Yeah, yeah)
Point the gun, fingers pointing home
Choose a path all on my own (Yeah)
Throwing stones in a glass home

I've been here before
Back again, yeah, it's sickening
Cried these tears before
Same narrative, can we flip the script
Been the quiet type
Strayed from the light, now the timing's right
Lesson get it right
Reflected mirrored life

A mess that's picture perfect
I chose this 'cause I'm worth it
And yet again I'm hurting
No, it's not me I'm certain

I'm used to running alone (Yeah)
Point the gun, fingers pointing home
Choose a path all on my own (Yeah)
Throwing stones in a glass home
I'm used to running alone (Yeah)
Point the gun, fingers pointing home
Choose a path all on my own (Yeah)
Throwing stones in a glass home

Just listen to your guides, and you will find the light
Just listen to your guides, and you will find the light

Written by:
Mashaunda McBarnett

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