Glass Houses - Ivy Quainoo

Hold — my — head up

Higher than the sky you lost my trust

Frost — bite — colder than zero degrees

I know — what you’re saying about me

So it won’t be right

Til' you figure out just why

You’re so bitter now

And you can’t deny

How many times i’ve tried

To keep my feet on the ground

Coz a world of glass houses

Is no place to grow

So what you doing about it?

Still throwing stones

When you going realise

You’re hurting inside

So don’t — don’t you throw — throw — those stones

Stand up i’m standing

Taller than you are — you look quite small

This could — be everything you want it to be

If you would just be happy for me

So it won’t be right

Til' you figure out just why

You’re so bitter now

And you can’t deny

How many times i’ve tried

To keep my feet on the ground

When it all comes tumbling down tumbling

You’ll be wondering — wondering

Why there’s nobody around

Turn back around

Still throwing stones

We gonna realise

You hurting inside

So don’t don’t you throw throw those stones