Текст песни Bulletproof Glass - The Accidentals
I
grew
up
in
a
sheltered
home
Residing
in
a
fragile
dome
Made
of
bulletproof
glass
and
last-second
glances
back
We
knew
we
were
not
alone
At
heart
he
was
a
conqueror
Napoleon
the
punk
rocker
For
to
live
ingloriously
is
to
die
each
day
A
dark
and
profound
thing
to
say
Can
anybody
hear
me
now?
I′m
like
a
tree
growing
on
infertile
ground
I
stand
tall
but
I
can't
make
a
sound
Look
up
to
the
ceiling′s
stars
We'll
try
and
find
out
what
is
ours
To
try
and
put
a
name
on
everything
we
see
is
almost
blasphemy
Can't
you
just
let
it
be
Mumbles
of
self-conscious
doubt
They
turned
to
marbles
rolling
in
my
mouth
And
now
whenever
I
try
to
speak,
you
never
hear
me
out
Isn′t
that
what
love′s
about?
Can
anybody
hear
me
now?
I'm
like
a
tree
growing
on
infertile
ground
I
stand
tall
but
I
can′t
make
a
sound
Can
anybody
hear
me
now
1 The Silence
2 Bittersweet
3 Lemons in Chamomile
4 Bulletproof Glass
5 Brake
6 City of Cardboard
7 Grisly Bear
8 Ghost of a Lie
9 Golden Lantern
10 Miso Soup
11 Benign Disillusion
12 Us
13 Tragic Mishaps
14 Mangrove
15 Blessed
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