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joshua morata - glass house lyrics

[verse 1]
watch me dance around in my gl-ss house, acting like a fool
hear me rap over some hard sh-t like i’m trying to be cool
got the message of denial from the devil man himself
he’s been plotting something for me, think he’ll drag me back to h-ll
it’s been six months since i left the church in search of my own faith
i’ve been reaching for the ladder ever since that fateful day
writing songs about celebrities, shot down by their hookers
i regret a lot of other things but this is where i’m sure, like-
million stories to tell, i could go on but oh well
rapping a faster pace just to prove i’m worth a listen and maybe be lucky this sells
that tired me out, the truth is i’m tired, i’m trapped in a cell
a cell of one’s mind; a false accusation of nothing to hide
i could talk so much sh-t, imma say “man, i quit”
to get a reaction from y’all and to see if you give a f-ck or a single sh-t
i’m reaching for something i can’t see, or maybe that’s just me
i don’t know, i’m outta control
lock me away, i’m crazy

[hook]
yeah, i’m back again and n0body can stop me
imma keep this up until i start some controversy
truth is i’m a nervous wreck who’s desperate for friends
call me crazy but i don’t think this madness will ever end

[bridge]
oh no!
oh, listen to me right now, okay
i don’t care if you’re sad
i don’t care what you’re feeling, okay
we just want music, nothing but music
do you understand?

[verse 2]
now put your f-ckin rocks down
can’t you see this house is made of gl-ss?
come by one more time i swear i shove my foot far up your -ss
“that’s so vulgar” and in fact, that’s the very first time i said it
in case you didn’t know, this whole song is but a gimmick
it’s a metaphor for how i’m trapped inside my own depression
if a rock is thrown that means i have to open up and spill it
tell the truth about my problems and the state of my beliefs
am i seeing straight or am i swinging aimlessly to please
lose a lot of friends, lose a job, just to get it back
i’m a go-for-broke motherf-cker, look at me it’s whack
needlessly to say, i’m a simple man with simple dreams
get the f-ck on outta here and move on [somewhere] far away
will this song reach success, will i get some good respect?
will my family be well, will i break out from my sh-ll?
will my girl stick by my side, will i ever stop the time?
will i someday win the lottery and pay back every dime?
will i get to go on stage again, will i see her there?
will my parents be so proud of me they’ll try to be more there?
will i ever make it, will i ever win this constant battle?
will i ever reach success, and will this feeling ever end?
i don’t know

- joshua morata lyrics

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