Glass
Eyedea & Abilities Lyrics


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I'm gonna run from the voice of reason 'till it turns to laughter
Against the masquerade like I don't believe in the morning after
the chronicles contain a few hidden chapters
Which keep our mirrors dirty, in case vanity backfires
a cold grin curtains hunger pains and eagerness
in one throw you could expose up my weaknesses
I'm putty in your hands kept my ways buried'in sand
until you learn to look through a window no one else can

oh charity, clarity, honesty excitement
the one with class, falsely accused, misconstrued
anger, sorrow, pact, machinary, decisions
collisions, instant gratification
thinking about you programed to destruct obstacles

What don't kill me, will just me crazier
I'm so filthy, sorry I had to see me like this
I sold you a lie that showed through my eyes
It told you to cry a stained glass suicide
They slowly chiseled down the walls we all hide behind
It's only time before your secrets become weakened headlines
But I'll be fine, suffocating on my own mask
I just wish I could forget how to read between the cracks

perceptive, unethical, digested tunnel vision
methadone, real diamond cut tested
resurrected perfected by well respected professionals
head doctor, head hunter, scratched the surface
lost somewhere, accepted own ability transparent open, curves...?

[repeat 2X]
I'm living in a world made of windows and mirrors
This is safeguard covered crystallized tears
giving out different images, same fears
One day it's all gonna shatter, and I hope you're right here...

see through my anxieties and insecurities rip out my insides
put 'em on display, encaged, enraged and break the bottle
that I've become, I run I jump I grow completely shattered fractured, captured
glad I had the chance to be so helpless
see through my 4 corner widow pane so plain and simple
brain is crippled walking through a maze
when did I decide to be an object to reflecet cruicified for my imperfections
I answered every question peeling the tint off of my confession

close your eyes if we can
death to pride, lets begin
I'm glass and its a dream
and I don't miss a thing
broken mirrors don't bring back nothing
cherish image, how do I look any given day
you can't kill me if you rebuild me
you won't she won't he won't
I gotta do it all alone again goodbye
fled, no one ever said it was anythin in my head




I'm dead everyone lies and lays on top of the point
wipe my slate clean..?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eyedea & Abilities’s song “Glass” reflect on the idea that we all live in a world of mirrors and windows. The singer speaks of how he runs from the voice of reason until it turns to laughter, indicating a fear of reality. He references the masquerade, suggesting a sense of disbelief in the morning after - a possible result of his fear of facing the consequences of his choices. The song’s protagonist describes how hidden chapters in his life keep his mirrors dirty, indicating a sense of guilt and shame that cannot be washed away.


The singer’s anxieties, insecurities, and imperfections are exposed and encaged, and he feels helpless, shattered, and fractured. The singer wishes someone could see through him, rip out his insides, and capture his shattered essence, implying a desire for relief and authenticity. The song concludes on a hopeful note, suggesting that broken mirrors don't bring back anything, and asserting that rebuilding oneself can only be done alone.


Overall, the song "Glass" seems to tackle the theme of breaking out from the masks and facades we build around ourselves, to live with authenticity and vulnerability.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm gonna run from the voice of reason 'till it turns to laughter
I will avoid logic until it becomes humorous


Against the masquerade like I don't believe in the morning after
I oppose pretending like there are no consequences


the chronicles contain a few hidden chapters
My life story has some undisclosed parts


Which keep our mirrors dirty, in case vanity backfires
Those parts ensure I can't be too proud


a cold grin curtains hunger pains and eagerness
A fake smile masks my desires and eagerness


in one throw you could expose up my weaknesses
A single action could unveil my flaws


I'm putty in your hands kept my ways buried'in sand
You have complete control over me


until you learn to look through a window no one else can
You have to understand me on a deep level


oh charity, clarity, honesty excitement
Positive emotions and values


the one with class, falsely accused, misconstrued
Someone blamed and misunderstood, despite being respectable


anger, sorrow, pact, machinary, decisions
Negative emotions, commitments, and plans


collisions, instant gratification
Crashes and desire for immediate reward


thinking about you programed to destruct obstacles
Devoting energy to overcome problems for you


What don't kill me, will just me crazier
Surviving will only make me more insane


I'm so filthy, sorry I had to see me like this
I am ashamed at how I appear


I sold you a lie that showed through my eyes
I deceived you, and it was evident


It told you to cry a stained glass suicide
It encouraged you to mourn a beautiful disaster


They slowly chiseled down the walls we all hide behind
The society gradually dismantles people's defenses


It's only time before your secrets become weakened headlines
Eventually, everyone's secrets get exposed


But I'll be fine, suffocating on my own mask
I will keep pretending and suffer silently


I just wish I could forget how to read between the cracks
I want to unlearn how to sense subtle cues


perceptive, unethical, digested tunnel vision
Insightful, immoral, and narrow-minded


methadone, real diamond cut tested
Substitute addiction treatment, genuine quality assurance


resurrected perfected by well respected professionals
Revived and improved by reputable experts


head doctor, head hunter, scratched the surface
Head physician, headhunter, merely made initial progress


lost somewhere, accepted own ability transparent open, curves...?
Confused, recognized vulnerabilities, and unknown potential


I'm living in a world made of windows and mirrors
I exist in a reality of reflections and self-reflections


This is safeguard covered crystallized tears
It is a shield disguised as a beautiful sadness


giving out different images, same fears
Showing various appearances but having identical anxieties


One day it's all gonna shatter, and I hope you're right here...
Eventually, everything will fall apart, and I want you beside me


see through my anxieties and insecurities rip out my insides
Discern my fears and weaknesses, and expose them


put 'em on display, encaged, enraged and break the bottle
Show them to others, fury trapped like a caged animal, and shatter what holds me together


that I've become, I run I jump I grow completely shattered fractured, captured
I am damaged, running, leaping, evolving, completely broken and in someone's possession


glad I had the chance to be so helpless
I accept my vulnerability


see through my 4 corner widow pane so plain and simple
Understand me plainly and transparently


brain is crippled walking through a maze
My mind is handicapped navigating through confusion


when did I decide to be an object to reflecet cruicified for my imperfections
When did I choose to be a target for criticism of my flaws?


I answered every question peeling the tint off of my confession
I was honest and removed the filter from my admission


close your eyes if we can
Let's shut our eyes


death to pride, lets begin
Let's abandon arrogance and start fresh


I'm glass and its a dream
I am fragile, and this seems unreal


and I don't miss a thing
I am fully aware


broken mirrors don't bring back nothing
Breaking something only creates more destruction


cherish image, how do I look any given day
Treasure my appearance, but question how I appear every day


you can't kill me if you rebuild me
You can revive me but never defeat me


you won't she won't he won't
None of you will do it


I gotta do it all alone again goodbye
I must face it alone, farewell


fled, no one ever said it was anythin in my head
Escaped, and no one confirmed it was my imagination


I'm dead everyone lies and lays on top of the point
I am dead, and everyone is dishonest and missed the point


wipe my slate clean..?
Can I start over?




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

tchock

"See through my anxieties and insecurities rip out my insides
Put 'em on display, encaged, enraged and break the bottle
That I've become, I run I jump I grow completely shattered fractured, captured
Glad I had the chance to be so helpless
See through my 4 corner window pane - plain and simple
Brain is crippled walking through a maze
When did I decide to be an object of reflection, crucified for all my imperfections
I answered every question peeling the tint off of my confession"
--
Jesus, this entire fucking verse.



All comments from YouTube:

Vampire Village

I come back to eyedeas music all these years later and I am still only picking up on the genius in these lyrics. He dipped his pen in the infinite.

Vampire Village

@EyeDea 84 crazy

EyeDea 84

Stained glass suicide. Holy shit.

ForSauuce

You'll plollly not see this but I too come back all the time to his music. I live in stpaul mn and work at a smoke shop and his father always comes in such a great man

Alicia Boyke

@lisa karson just so you know f**** apparently I got the go-ahead leggings

5Peacepoet

Im not sure that it is bad luck. that would make sense because the old famous idiom is ' broken mirrors bring seven years of bad luck'

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tchock

"See through my anxieties and insecurities rip out my insides
Put 'em on display, encaged, enraged and break the bottle
That I've become, I run I jump I grow completely shattered fractured, captured
Glad I had the chance to be so helpless
See through my 4 corner window pane - plain and simple
Brain is crippled walking through a maze
When did I decide to be an object of reflection, crucified for all my imperfections
I answered every question peeling the tint off of my confession"
--
Jesus, this entire fucking verse.

lisa karson

tchock the Red Cross I came right across your comment that that you posted while I was listening to that it's very very complex

Evan Bryant

Dont compare eyedea to anyone.. there is no other person that ventured as deep as he did.. He was a straight talent that we wont see again.. bright, talented and driven.. he did him.. that's it.. that's all of it.

Ace Huxley

@Uncle.saMC47 Cap STEEZ for sure. Also, i think a lot about another rapper from Venezuela named Canserbero that I think was on par with Mikey... check out his song called Es Epico or Jeremias 17:5

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