You found yourself alone Underneath the burning starlit sky The smoke is suffocating Cover up your blood shot eyes The people crowd the streets with
voices raised in anger Maybe you will see my face Reflected there on the pane In the window up above our poor forlorn And broken home Still this house
just echo voices raised in anger Maybe you will see my face Reflected there on the pane in the window Our poor forlorn and broken home Still this house
your ride on glass You hard headed not heated, when you ride on glass Left it at home, but you need it when you ride on glass Knocked off your feet you
Praying not to awake but these dreams can only last so long Facing the day looking through these tears I'll always look back and remember that night
It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken
and homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament
(feat. Three 6 Mafia, Jay'Ton, Boss, Paul Wall) Fell in love with a Cadillac [x2] Trunk turn flip, like a acrobat [Hook x2] Broke up with my foreign
the walls Falling through broken glass that?s Slashing through yuor spirit I can hear it like a jilted crowd Gloria, where are you Gloria You found a home
