π Lyrics

I like to have cuts and rips and tears

To expose my buried flesh to the air

The blood trickles up and the tension goes down

As I distract from the pain that comes with my frown

I wish to run till I fall off my legs

To debilitate myself from walking for days

I keep myself empty and I keep myself dry

Waiting for the day that I'll finally die

The face in the mirror, the number on the scale

The dreaded disappointment, the fear that I'll fail

But if you were to try and come to my side

And ask if I'm good, I'll tell the same lie

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I've already ate

And plus, I'm quite heavy, I could surely lose some weight

All those marks on my hand, I don't know about that"

I suppose it isn't self harm if performed by a cat

A three sided shape, a symbol so divine

Willst du zusammen traurig sein

I möchte lieber mit dich gehen

Und zu sag zu alles "Auf Wiedersehen"

Und ich bin, mit dich, sehr sehr froh

I haven't felt this way since a long time ago

Why must our number be so complex

Imaginary; it hasn't happened yet

I, Pi

Endlessly irrational, the tears that I cry

And through long division, and endless fissures

There's just one thing that ends my misery

Through all of the numbers, all the operations

The battles fought inside while I witness warring nations

Every once in a while, while the moment's just right

I enter our house and see the light in his eyes