through the glass

Que el mundo pierda un color importante y simplemente me caiga rodando por tu cama cuando haya comido un montón de algodones de azúcar y me quede con ese sabor ácido después de haber vomitado un par de intenciones perdedoras. No suena tan mal. Lo malo es hacer todo eso con los ojos bien abiertos. Después puedo cantar algo como:

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget.. you don't expect and easy answer
When something like a soul becomes
Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect to bitter folks
And while your outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you’re staring at is me

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real? So much to question
And never dare make up the mannequins
Contaminating everything
When thought came from the heart
It never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(No more sad voices)
Before you tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember its just different from what you've seen...