She stands at the corner waiting,
It's another night filled with others,
She does it for the attention, She loves the taste of a new fuck.
Three kids at home in a shanty one bedroom.
Fuck for the money. We'll fuck your money,
When I look in the mirror I see your face.
I came to protect you, home is where the heart is.
Home is where you make it.
Home is where you make it.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
This city is serenity.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comThrough the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.
Through the glass I see your eyes.