•FROM BEHIND THE GLASS•

•TEN•

•It's in the moments of home

Where I’m reminded of those

Moments where I lost control;

Where The King took it all

I'm sleeping in the same room

Where I'd collapse as he’d loom

Telling me I played the fool;

Not good enough for all you

But it's also where I found my life

Driving through these streets is so surreal

Thriving as I sing behind the wheel

Can I stay forever, forever this time?

Wishing I could stay where I'm healed

More than visitation of these fields

Can I stay forever, forever this time?

The answer is no

I can't stay home

I can't wait for everyone to hear what's next

The lyrics on my phone burn through my pocket

I need the world to know where my head's at

And maybe soon, my story's part •TWO• will get started

There’s so many layers to this

You don’t know where I am

You don't know who he is

You don’t know about my plan

You don't know enough about his

There's so many layers to this

There's so many layers to this

You don’t know enough about his

You don't know about my plan

You don't know who he is

You don't know where I am

There's so many layers to this

Driving through these streets is so surreal

Thriving as I sing behind the wheel

Can I stay forever, forever this time?

Wishing I could stay where I'm healed

More than visitation of these fields

Can I stay forever, forever this time?

The answer is no

I can't stay home

Home is where my people are

And where I'm not

Mi ciudad, I miss the comfort so, so much

I don't want to leave you in the past

But

Until part •TWO•

I'll keep you posted •FROM BEHIND THE GLASS•

Start piecing it together Peasantry

I've given clue after clue so you can try to save me

As oxygen depletes, my lungs forget how to breathe

As my cycle repeats

As my cycle repeats

As my cycle repeats

As oxygen depletes, my lungs forget how to breathe

I've given clue after clue so you can try to save me

Start piecing it together, Peasantry

It may not be soon

But part •TWO•

Will be shared if it's the last thing that I do

Driving through these streets is so surreal

Thriving as I sing behind the wheel

Can I stay forever, forever this time?

Wishing I could stay where I'm healed

More than visitation of these fields

Can I stay forever, forever this time?

The answer is no

I can't stay home

Home is where my people are

And where I'm not

Mi ciudad, I miss the comfort so, so much

I don't want to leave you in the past

But

Until part •TWO•

I'll keep you posted •FROM BEHIND THE GLASS•

•TEN•

•FROM BEHIND THE GLASS•