in my cave i can be myself it s just up the way on the levy of hell lookin out from here from behind the glass i love the people but hate the mess i got everything that a loner could want just me and a window at night i will haunt lookin out from here from behind the glass i am the ghost of my own past well did you get it from your mother well did you get it from your dad well did you get it from your sister baby well did you get it from the man i wasn t always this strange well somethin made me sick my weak ties untied all my friends are dead well lookin out from here from behind the glass i love the people but hate the mess lookin out from here on the levy of hell i don t blame my parents i blame myself well did you get it from your mother well did you get it from your dad well did you get it from your sister baby well did you get it from the man c mon now shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot c mon now shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot c mon now shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot c mon now shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot