Lets paint a picture here in class
The teacher writes the notes too fast
And there's boy who sits in back who's to afraid to raise his hand hand
And ask if she can slow it down
So nervously he looks around
Can't bare to stand out in the crowd
And he's only gotten half the notes now
The school bell rings
And he feels deflated
Looks at his hand
He should have raised it
His biggest fear
He should have faced it
And now he's lost inside the pages
He might be there but you'd never notice
Got a lot to say but he's so soft spoken
He's a book that just isn't open
A tiny ripple in a stormy ocean
Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glassman
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman
A few years later
And now its prom season
Mister glass isn't going unless he has a reason
There's a cutie in his class
That he likes a lot but he's afraid to ask
Because they've never talked
Plus if she says yes whats he gonna do?
Doesn't have a car, dude, he's crude
He doesn't feel cool
He's too subdued
And he's scared to meet her parents too
Boohoo, just another chance he blew
Cause theres way too many things going on in his head
And hes always in his head thinking too far ahead
Could've gone to prom
But instead he lays in bed
Thinkin' of all the things that he left unsaid
Till hes red
Sorry Mister Glass the world has a way
But now im sure you're heard many people say
You miss every opportunity you dont take
Dont be shy kid, make your own fate
Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glassman
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman
Now Mister Glass is older
And he's doing just fine, yeah
He made it through high school
Even though he was shy
He's got a group of friends and his future is bright
And he still gets sad
But he's happy with his life
Remember when he didn't ask the cutie to prom?
Well, now he's got a couple kids
And they're calling her mom, man
And remember when he could'nt raise his hand in class?
Well now he's up on stage in front of fans rappin' fast
But he still gets scared
And he still gets nervous cause you gotta feel the waves if you wanna go surfin'
Nothin' is for certain like does cursive have a purpose?
Was it worth it that you learned it?
Probably not
I don't know
I digress
But the point i'm trynna stress is that we're all just made of glass
Even when we're at our best
We can break
We can split
Or disappear or lose our temper
Even if you think you're bullet proof
I am glass and so are you
Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glassman
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft spoken!
You never notice glass unless its broken!
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft spoken!
You never notice glass unless its broken!
Mister Glassman
Its hard to get by when you're feelin' so shy
You gotta keep on movin' just a step at a time
He's really soft spoken!
You never notice glass unless it's broken!
Mista'
(Mister Glassman)
Mister Glassman
He's really soft spoken!
Mister Glassman
(Glassman)

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