Louis The Child - Stuck Behind Gla** lyrics

[Verse 1: Jukebox Mic] A theft of breath is upon us She presses the rest to acknowledge Whether she's wheathered or polished However, her effort is toxic She's never intended it modest- An essence of s** symbolic Reflecting in front of the faucet I reckon it's wreckin' her logic She'll sweat at exceptional pauses Comments meant less than honest Can mentally make her self-conscious Depressed and destined to solace Her heavenly essence held hostage The pressure of preppin' a goddess… Perfection is kept in a promise: Every second accept her as flawless (Hook) [Verse 2: Jukebox Mic] Oooh, she's so gorgeous And no, that's not important Moreso, that's she's so devoted To ignore it, if it's noticed I noted she prefers her reason's unknown Insecure, from a broken home Her peers are all close, but what she fear's most Is the feeling of being alone It's not fleeing or freeing her, no It's creeping and keeping her prone To thinking consistently shown To freeze her freedom and growth In public she's stuck behind gla** Frozen… Just, for a glance A mannequin managing only a bat of a lash Low lids, as an advance Hoping to trap in a trance A man with no chance of closeness Even if he broke in and stole it She's still in the position she's holding But...Solitude grew through the loneliness And that wasn't a single moment It was a seed in soil… And it grew, and it grew It was a sk** that was hoaned in Went from self-conscious, to conscious of self- And that was adapted, not chosen Very few, really do She learned to work with the cards that were dealt A process that all went unspoken Her potential is second to no one Now-she's golden… She goes in, like… She's golden! Sh-sh-she's golden! She's golden! She's golden! She's golden... (Hook)