Glass Houses
The Classic Crime Lyrics

They talk of glass houses
People often speak metaphorically about a situation where one's own flaws and shortcomings are readily apparent to others while being unnoticed by oneself.

Well I built a crystal cathedral
I created a perfect and immaculate dwelling – every aspect of my life seemed perfect.

And I took my stones to the rooftop
I foolishly began to play with dangerous accusations at the peak of my glory.

To play target practice with people
I directed malicious critiques at other people as if they were nothing more than targets.

I was too young to know the difference
I was too immature to see the separation between my arrogance and my actions.

I was just following orders
I was blindly following erroneous societal standards that had led me to think and act in a certain way.

When the glass shattered around me
When the metaphorical walls of self-deception and pride crumbled away because of getting exposed to the truth.

I learned a good lesson about my disorder
I came to consciousness and learned about my innate inability to grasp reality and distinguish right from wrong.

I thought I was happy
I believed my false sense of happiness based on my fabricated standards and fake achievements.

I said all the right things
I rehearsed and recited the socially acceptable phrases and beliefs without questioning their validity.

I naively believed that my ship couldn't sink
I was overconfident about my delusive success and thought that nothing could bring me down.

But it did
My life, built on the foundations of pride and lies, eventually crumbled, and I faced the reality of my mistakes.

You got hung up on the outside
You are too focused on the external image, and you are deceiving others or yourself by projecting a false image, avoiding fixing what's on the inside.

You fake like you're living the good life
You pretend to be happy or content, hiding your true feelings and problems for external reasons.

But death and decay on the inside
Your internal reality is full of darkness, ugliness, and harmful thoughts that wither away your soul progressively.

Just add pride and hate to your long list of crimes
You sustain your internal decay by nourishing your pride and cultivating hateful thoughts or acts, making it much worse than before.

Somewhere deep down you know the difference
You possess a minimal sense of self-awareness, where you realize that there is a distinction between what you believe and the reality of the situation.

Between love and following orders
There is a difference between genuinely caring for others and blindly following social norms and standards imposed on us by society.

But if the chorus I sing is offensive
If you feel personally attacked or hurt by my message, it only means that there is a kernel of truth to it that resonates with you.

It's proof that you've yet to address your disorder
It is an indicator that you are still ignoring or negating your internal issues that require attention; this implies that you have not confronted your true self yet.

Grace comes to those who wait
Those who are patient and do not fall into despair in the face of adversity will eventually receive the grace of the Higher power.

Comes to those who pray
Those who humble themselves before a higher power and surrender their ego will attract blessings and lead a life full of joy, peace, and contentment.

Through tears they'll sing
Even when life is difficult, those with a positive outlook on life can find comfort in music or creativity to process their emotions.

We thought we were God and
We had developed too much pride, thinking we had the power similar to a divine entity over our life choices and the consequences that followed.

Judge of all of our friends and
We had become too quick to judge and criticize our peers, thinking that we hold the right and the knowledge to judge their lives and choices.

We naively believed that our ship couldn't sink
We were foolishly optimistic and knowingly chose to overlook the flaws in our character, actions, or beliefs, thinking that it wouldn't catch up to us.

But it did
Even our perfect and admirable lives had cracks that eventually showed, and our messes caught up with us when we least expected it.