Text: The Hoosiers. The Illusion Of Safety. Glorious.

Glorious, make me feel glorious once more

Take your sharp, sharp scissor hands
And cut me some slack and I'll spin you in whole
And put it over your eyes
'Cause I'm charming

Take a long, long look at me
Long, long, look at me
And give me light 'cause the flame has expired
It tired out my many flaws and went up in smoke

I can make you feel better
I can make you feel much, much better than
I can make you feel better than this
This, this, this

Glorious, make me feel glorious once more
And I won't let you down
Glorious, make me feel glorious once more
Time will only tell

Take that sharp, sharp tongue of yours
Sharp, sharp tongue of yours
And cut me in two, I'll attack from both sides
And hide under your skin because I need you

I can make you feel better
I can make you feel much, much better than
I can make you feel better than this
This, this, this

Glorious, make me feel glorious once more
And I won't let you down
Glorious, make me feel glorious once more
And time will only tell

Don't make me cry, it's bad enough
I made it in for lust
[Incomprehensible]

Glorious, make me feel glorious once more
And I won't let you down
Glorious, can I please be glorious like you?
And time will only tell

Glorious, can I please be glorious like you?
And time will only tell, and time will only tell

Glorious, glorious, glorious, glorious
Glorious, make me feel glorious once more