Stones And Glass Houses

Breath new life through old lungs. For the love of god what the fuck did you expect? You've given up on me and lost your ability to respect. I've seen you getting ready to dig my grave. But that's just not for me it's for bullshit that you've made. I don't fucking care what you were told or how I don't fit your mold. I've got the same blood running through these veins and the narrow thoughts running through your head are all that's changed. So think again. Yeah. Please think again. You can toss me to the curb and leave me to the vultures and wish that I were dead. But I'll still be standing strong watching stones crack the glass of the houses built within your head. It's really just begun. And you don't have a fucking clue. I'm watching crystal walls turn to shattered glass. And filling freshly dug graves with the past. It's day fucking one and tomorrow is forever.