Glasshouse Lyrics

losing my very own history
being forced to hide
not able to be identified
living under false pretences
being immured in the story
once i become the story
these structures tear
they may collapse
keep hearing their voices
dictating the next great chapter
will it, will it, won´t they stop
will i be caught red-handed?
can i find a way out of this mess?
i can not let go of these questions