We Are Pilots Lyrics

Shiny Toy Guns

Holding close my secrets Naked broken pieces From the madness in what you do The fingers point right back at you
What about my problems? The people try to solve them I guess I’m under the weather Since no one else belongs here, with me
Hello mother, some news for you I’m really not that crazy Hello father, I'm curious? Why you think there's something wrong with me
Sunday I cried all night and it hurt so bad But if you try to understand, this is who I am
Color coated sweetness Swords beneath my clean dress I'm making sense of shattered dreams Because I want you to be proud of me
What about my problems? The people try to solve them? I guess I’m under the weather Since no one else belongs here with me

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