Glasshouse Children

Glasshouse children, throwin' stones We're not willin' to leave the pain alone All this shattered glass layin' in the past Reflecting off the fallen ceilin' Just mirrors how I'm feelin' Glasshouse children The black gate at the bottom of a long driveway It's just as hard to get inside as it is to get away A house atop the hill Bright white paint Looks pretty as a picture but Lord knows it ain't 'Cause it's hidden bottles and wasted dollars And broken-hearted sons and daughters Do you think we're paying for the sins of our fathers still? Glasshouse children, throwin' stones We're not willin' to leave the pain alone All this shattered glass layin' in the past Reflecting off the fallen ceilin' Just mirrors how I'm feelin' Glasshouse children I'd say I was forever changed after the fall of '99 I got exposed at two years old to demons in my mama's eyes They were drawn to her 'cause she was beautiful Unlike anything they'd ever seen So they tore down all our curtains and lit 'em up with gasoline, yeah Glasshouse children, throwin' stones We're not willin' to leave the pain alone All this shattered glass layin' in the past Reflecting off the fallen ceilin' Just mirrors how I'm feelin' Glasshouse children Oh, it just mirrors how I'm feeling Like glasshouse children Yeah, yeah The black gate at the bottom of a long driveway It's just as hard to get inside as it is to get away