Texty:
Falling Cycle A Broken Glass

A Broken Glass A broken glass proves your words worthless running and hiding from the reality Until death do you part do you not know the commitment that

Put whiskey on the wounds Salt the glass and say goodbye No feel good scenes to bring it back Just falling brick and broken glass Wrecking-ball operator

of a broken window When the lights are on and the cameras click We open up the lens to broken glass and it's over in a flash I'll never understand

Another dream is broken like glass against the wall I pick up a piece as token it cuts deep as I fall Rising up from the ruins rebuilding the fallen