Glass-Them Flying Monkeys

Glass - Them Flying Monkeys Written by：Them Flying Monkeys You broke my heart into pieces You pull my turn to better You took me bare and left me Feel too pride My things in a glass I feel how last encounter Now glass on fall upon I look back in wonder If you die So this in a glass But you down in the looking in You do wish and see You took down in and twisted Now trying to understand You hand my glass and twisted in the jar Crystal voice and glass You stole my home cane and messene You took me there and ever bring to ground Your tears in a glass Aaaaaa And two man in the cane making ooo And now wish he can sing aaaaaaa