I was tripping down the hallways, I mean she must be moving
I walk through easter Sunday, exploding and always losing
Things get loose then turned around like a rainbow golden magnet
Take the bus but don't get in, I feel the freight train is nearly here

And her house is made of glass woo whoooo ooo
And her house is made of glass woo whoooo ooo

She must feel lost inside like a moving misused golden puzzle
And the puzzles missing pieces, all she wants is her canteen
Cartwheel down the sidewalk, don't forget to use the speakers I gave you
I must have missed a turn somewhere, I'm almost there through the broken window

And her house is made of glass woo whoooo ooo
And her house is made of glass woo whoooo ooo


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