Текст песни: Throwing Stones + перевод

I got a brain I never use

Loose ethics

Making me confused

Long nose and

The spine of a mouse

A pocket full rocks

And an old glass house

It may be getting clearer

If I look into the mirror

Shards are flying everywhere

But i am prone

To keep throwing stones

I am convinced without a doubt

I Have no idea

What I’m talking about

I’m sinking lower

By the stones I throw

But I’m not sure

If I wanna know

It may be getting clearer

If I look into the mirror

Shards are flying everywhere

But i am prone

To keep throwing stones

But I’m prone

To keep throwing stones

Yea, But I’m prone

To keep throwing stones

I’m riding low on a giant horse

My denial is a tour de force

A natural born thrower

And I am concerned

That the stones

Someday will return

It may be getting clearer

If I look into the mirror

Yea, It may be getting clearer

If I look into the mirror

It may be getting clearer

If I look into the mirror

Shards are flying everywhere

But i am prone

To keep throwing stones (x3)

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