Pieing Lyrics

Your melancholy motivates me

It fuels a fire I've not yet lit

You stumble outside with your tube of gasoline

And burn through pictures of it

I sit on the railing of the front poarch

As the yard catches a blaze

I psych myself up to calm you down

I swear I will one of these days

I've not been a man of courage thus far

But they say it comes with age

That's something I've learnt from my grandpa

When darkness takes the stage

Throw pies at its face

Pressure building up slow

Taking a side, I hate it so much

It makes me feel nothing and everything continuously

Portraying a person I never wanted to be

A statue in a Walmart

Speak funny, call it high art

It's the same but a reskin

Don't get me started, let me begin to tell you

What I've been trying to

But every time I try to say something new

Its too late, bad news

I've not been a man of courage thus far

But they say it comes with age

That's something I've learnt from my grandpa

When darkness takes the stage

Throw pies at its face

You wouldn't get it

I wouldn't expect you to

I was called by my mother

For my weekly dose of terrible news

"Have you heard that the world's gonna end soon?"

It seems bleak although sometimes I want it to

I sit in my room with the lights down low

Repeating the same 3 songs I know

Comfort lays dead, instil art

The world goes down while mine starts