Glass House from Cruel Bomb by Cruel Bomb

GLASS HOUSE - I want you to look in a mirror and take a look at yourself. That guilty ballot you cast would be the same if we looked at you. I want you to understand all the pain and damage you cause. When I'm stuck in a room with you, the echo always rings. You cast your judgment, but your hands were never clean. So far from reality, life is but a dream. Your imperfections don't go unseen. Why can't you read the lines written in between? Those in glass houses should not cast a stone. Self-righteous savior, your sins you will atone. Those in glass houses should not cast a stone. Self-righteous savior, you're just another clone. Why can't you comprehend forming your own critical thoughts? You're a lawyer when it comes to your sins, but a judge when it comes to mine. I hope you're happy with yourself, surrounded by people like you. Not one individual thought has ever come into your mind. I vow to never stoop so low as your mob mentality, to your righteous point of view. I say, fuck you. You cast your judgment, but your hands were never clean. So far from reality, life is but a dream. Your imperfections don't go unseen. Why can't you read the lines written in between? Those in glass houses should not cast a stone. Self-righteous savior, your sins you will atone. Those in glass houses

• Metal
• Thrash Metal
• crossover
• hardcore
• thrash
• Wilkes Barre