Burning Heads

Glass Ceiling
I'm stucked in the social elevator, I cannot reach the upper floor, I try to touch all the buttons, But the machine doesn't seem to work, I know what it's all about, Now the only way is a way out, I'll take the stairs, nevermind, I wanna live so i'm gonna climb, Seems like we're stucked to the ground, We're still waiting for the next round, It's been a mess since we were born, Maybe it's just because we're brown, I'm out of the so-called elevator, I've found the stairs i was looking for, I see the way but there's a door, Don't have the key don't have the code, I've talked to the walls for so long, But never matched to get a sound, Just want to make this place a home, That's why i keep on singing songs, Seems like we're stucked to the ground, We've been waiting for too long, Too many things had been so wrong, And now there's a riot going on. From Letras Mania