My Friend's Gallery Lyrics - Singles - Furslide

The walls are filled in here with glass 

My eyes are stolen with a glance 

And the cheap persuasion that has emptied 

It's perfume and left us weary 

Has been overlooked as art 

I'm handed cups of tepid gleam 

From smiles colorless and careful 

My face is frozen as the winner takes his prize 

And all eyes turn to stare 

The lonelier the better 

And all my friends are there 

The click clicking of the floss 

A dabble here and there 

Why I'm here and why they're there? 

I don't know why 

The shaker's breaking up the peace 

But I heard him stare, I heard him stare 

The lonelier the better 

And all my friends are there, are they all there?