Woorden:
Broken Glass Heroes

jealousy The found him slumped over the wheel, horn blowing Bullet holes showing, property stolen, motor still going Driving side door, waves scoping, the window is broken Glass

is on my sleeve Wear it like a bruise or blackeye My badge, my witness That means that i believed Every single lie you said Cause every pain of glass

man How was I to know son That the nigga would run and tell the 411? With a big fat grin, talking 'bout all the hoes that I ran up in Broke a nigga'

of words That you keep in the garage Together with the feather and the fireworks A surftown hero who's got one foot in the garden Where the neon-lighted cocktail glasses

reflection A broken looking glass what you've become We all wonder what's in the conscience of the king Does he think of the dead or the heroes gone

Where they've saved a place for innocence And what is still mysterious And their dreaming time An' they're dreaming time Because we've broken down

'll put you in the ground Well, take a burning issue and stuff it up your arse They've fucked you with a furrowed brow Shitting broken glass Marching

(close to insanity) One child prodigy with a vision in his core (close to insanity) (yeah, yo) I'm frost bitten, slippin' away titanic burden nurses Where the anti-hero

heard screams I've heard everything that makes you give up dreams. I've heard you I've heard me I've heard everything I wish that( ****?) ever be I've heard music, new heroes