Looking at myself through a piece of glass
No, I don’t feel comfortable
My heart aches and my thoughts are darker than ever
I am searching light
That shines TO make my mind bright
They all keep telling me that I’m free
But I don’t feel like this at all
Hopeless, I still hate myself for what I am
These walls feel like hell and my body is a demon
These bags under my eyes are getting darker
Every single day
And I will never rest
Leave me alone and let me be
And I will find myself
Hanging on a rope
These walls feel like hell and my body is a demon
Be my light to guide me home
Glass was written by Invoker.
Glass was produced by Sebastian Schiess.