Piano By GlassJaw

I did not forget about GJ ReAwakening! I was simply too tired this morning to accomplish the lyric transcribing; but first, I give you a quote from Daryl and his thoughts on this song…

“This is about the ‘rock stars’ that you all listen to and I’m sure you just can’t relate cause they’re on such a high pedestal, and you just can’t deal. So this is about the ‘record selling bug’. So if you’re into music like that, FUCK THAT.”

Piano By: GlassJaw

Three times alone this week
I was supposed to be a rock star.
“I only beat you when I’m drunk,
You’re only pretty when you’re crying.”
We are supposed to be the ones who set the air
Afire
Three times alone this week
I was made into a liar.

Whether (or not) I found the gold
I never told.
Richer: I
Brilliant white.
I.

I wear shoes that move men from deserts to
Riches.
Show me what you’ve got
and scratch it because it itches.
Call me chameleon
And set this air afire.
Three times alone this week
I was supposed to be a liar.

Maybe not.
Why the stare?
Would I lie about that which I am scared?
What did I say to you?
Step into
A pot of gold
Rejoice in fire
That which soon burns cold.
What did I say to you?

I can’t deny
The love, the throat, sincerity
I can’t deny it
“I’ve got to keep my P.M.A.”