we are pilots
Singer:shiny toy guns
-from the madness in what you do
the fingers point right back at you
the people try to solve them
i guess i'm under the weather. since no one else belongs here
i'm really not that crazy. hello father
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
the people try to solve them?
i guess i'm under the weather
since no one else belongs here with me.