Two Way Glass by Retconned Lyrics

Ear to door
Clutch the phone
Piss in jars
Roommates gone
As we’re trained
Splintered off
Shards and glue
Are the ends of things

Just singed wings
Just singed hair
Itching skins fit for queens
Blood stained books

Evidence can’t convince
Can't convince–no evidence

Can they see us or
Can they see through us?
A drink, a smoke, a weighted blanket
Two way glass or shattered glass
A smoke, a drink: nothing
A muscled jail
A weighted blanket
Nothing
Burning in my head