And who made that line?
So I'm trapped by my own design
I can read all the pictures now
Broken glass lays under my feet and I can't come home
Broken glasses I plan my retreat so I can't come home
I'm here in the space you made
Flickering lights that begin to fade
Just fold back the page
And watch the words tumble out
So who can I blame?
When I know that it runs the same
I singled you out
It's a feeling I can't explain
Broken glass lays under my feet and I can't come home
Broken glasses I plan my retreat so I can't come home
And who made that line?
So I'm trapped by my own design
I can read all the pictures now
Broken glass lays under my feet and I can't come home
Broken glasses I plan my retreat so I can't come home...
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