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One Way Glass
By Me :)


I.C.U.C.I.C.U.
I don't want you to see me but I wanna see you.
In our little sanctuaries we hide.
To look at the rest but don't want them to see our eyes.

Because they give off a hint of a lie.
A lie told to ourselves every night.
We wish to hide from the world in a world of our own.
And hope our acts will never be shown.

But the truth is that hiding can never pass.
As much as we can buy one-way glass.
As many, as much, miles that we afford.
We can build a city with the glass that we bought.

Yes, its all one-way glass, put up everywhere.
We can do things under the surface and the rest can disappear.
Our very own little fragile bubble free from enemies.
Filled with a concoction of our sophisticated fantasies.

Those little alleys where we hide.
Locked doors with so much going on inside.
Everybody would think that I'm not there.
I'm rich, my very own hideout millionaire.

You can't see me but I can see you.
You'll never realize the things we do.
There's nobody you can ask.
About where we are behind this one-way glass.

But glass is glass, and like all things, they break.
As much as we want to keep them up, they're fake.
Mere futile illusions to keep them out.
Until they decide to break down those walls.

Glass, I mean, for walls don't work.
Because then I won't see be able to see them sure.
Call me selfish, I'm a little loser miser.
I want to keep things and don't let them have them.

But one day, they would break the glass.
Since its an emergency, they wouldn't take that pass.
They'll come in, hot guns blazing.
And destroy our little paradise we're building.

But for now, we live in a castle of lies.
Wall after wall after wall they can't climb.
Just being here with you is the best.
We'll hide behind this one-way glass.