Black Glass

[Eligh]

Can you see yourself not seeing yourself?

That's the question

If I paint the back of a sheet of glass black

What I have is so complex

You can never make your way back

To vanity instilled in children

Filling villains with the greatest weapon of all time

A connection to your outer layers and mind, body and soul

Could never conceive

Or believe in a world without a mirror image

It's a mere scrimmage when the mirror has two faces

And you can't figure out which face is yours

How would the world function

If you didn't know which race was yours?

You could take a face and, like, make it yours

Make hate dissipate

If the way to take notice to your physical

Existed in a lake or a stream

In a dream or a tear on a cheek (cheek, cheek)

[Scarub]

If there were no mirrors on the walls

All along the halls

And hallways and pathways and shortcuts and back ways

And alleyways and corners or lobbies and concession stands

And along the ceilings in grocery stores

And at newsstands and restaurants and bathrooms

And backrooms and living rooms and churches

Where work is, where birth is

In hospitals and hotels and banks

A lot less would be seen

You would have gotten away

She would've been a victim

I would have been charged

And locked behind bars

Wishing there were mirrors on walls

All along the halls

And hallways and pathways and shortcuts and back ways

And alleyways and corners and lobbies and concession stands

And along the ceilings in grocery stores

[Sunspot Jonz] [CHORUS] X 2

You can't stop it all

Some things must fall

You made it that way

'Til it all blows away

[Eligh]

Can you see yourself not seeing yourself

Unless you're looking into the sea

Or you're seeing someone else

Who talks in the same tone

Or walks with a similar step

When you're picking up the paper

And the morning dew is wet

Or playing in a game and some fool is dripping sweat

Or you're bending over a glass table

Putting down your bet

On a world with an obsession over attributes so set

On a physical vehicle decorated, displayed from the get-go

Get low esteem, add it with DNA and traits

Then you can say the hate for self exposes in reflections

Get low esteem, add it with DNA and traits

Then you can say the hate for self expresses in reflections

[Scarub]

No clear views or rear views

Freeways would be overcrowded with fender-benders

And middle fingers would be thrown up in faces

As common as compact mirrors can be found in purses

Life would be the worstest, or would it be a remedy?

No more seven years bad luck for breaking the reflective glass

More productivity

Women wouldn't be running back and forth in bathrooms to refreshen that ass

Less time and money would be wasted on

Pathetic cosmetic merchandise made to entice

And glamour girls would have ???

And Michael Jackson would still be black, ya know?

You made it that way

'Til it all blows away

I will not stare if you will not talk

I will not stare if you will not talk

I will not stare if you will not talk

I will not stare if you will not talk

[CHORUS] X 2

I will not stare if you will not talk

I will not stare if you will not talk

I will not stare if you will not talk

I will not stare if you will not talk

"Let's take a drink

Nobody's watching"

"Yeah"

"A small one won't hurt us

Whoops!"