Truman Burbank
Lyrics
Seeing through the glass
My reflections a joke
Seeing through the glass
Where do these thoughts go
Seeing through the glass
Is any of this real
Seeing through the glass
Do any of us know
I open up the door
My fingers are crossed
I open up the door
And i'm still feeling lost
I open up the door
To the path of unknowing
I open up the door
To see water flowing
Through the glass
We'll see how much time has passed
Through the glass
Time ain't real she moves too fast
Through the glass
I see through the code
Through the glass
They don't want us to know
Seems I see the Gods
There's a world out there
Tell me how i know
Losing lots to lose
Time is slowing down
They don't want us to go
Seems I see the Gods
There's a world out there
Tell me how i know
Losing lots to lose
Time is slowing down
They don't want us to go
You can not get any further away
Before you start coming back
Writer(s): Amaya Santiago
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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