A ceiling made of glass, why can't they let me be,
feast upon someone else's bones,
I do what they wished they could,
Their envy only frees me.
I act on natural instincts,
they are caged among gentlemen
Who are bigger freaks than I ever will be
they hide it well.
At least I am obvious
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 12:48 AM UTC
A ceiling made of glass, why can't they let me be,
feast upon someone else's bones,
I do what they wished they could,
Their envy only frees me.
I act on natural instincts,
they are caged among gentlemen
Who are bigger freaks than I ever will be
they hide it well.
At least I am obvious