Lyricist:    Composer:


He keeps all his baggage to himself
Sticks into the surface that he knows
Unmovable and perfectly at home in his spiral
His skin is smooth and he has jagged bones
He can never reach the places that he'd like to go
He wonders why he's always sat at home in silence
Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am

He stands at the door and looks outside
A flood of anger slowly fills his mind
Disgusted he turns back and goes inside
Another time
He goes to the kitchen and he cries
With shaking hands he grabs the nearest knife
Lets out a breath as it sinks in his side
Oh what a mess
Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am

Glue

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Lyricist:    Composer:


He keeps all his baggage to himself
Sticks into the surface that he knows
Unmovable and perfectly at home in his spiral
His skin is smooth and he has jagged bones
He can never reach the places that he'd like to go
He wonders why he's always sat at home in silence
Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am

He stands at the door and looks outside
A flood of anger slowly fills his mind
Disgusted he turns back and goes inside
Another time
He goes to the kitchen and he cries
With shaking hands he grabs the nearest knife
Lets out a breath as it sinks in his side
Oh what a mess
Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am Glue
I am