Pyro Pyro

[Intro] Are you ready? [Verse 1: Sam Matlock, Milkie Way] We're in a messed up situation A messed up situation I've got a chest so tight it's caged my lungs Even Houdini couldn't get out of this one I'm reeling by the day Can't seem to make sense of this place I call my head Better get the fuck out of my way [Chorus: Sam Matlock & Milkie Way] We're all starting to get a little psycho, psycho (Yeah!) And if you keep us locked up we're gonna burn it down like pyro, pyro It's been sixteen weeks Can't swallow this Hard medicine [Verse 2: Sam Matlock, Milkie Way] Hey, hey, bring out your dead Wash off the life and go back to bed Chlorine, chlorine in my dreams Chlorine you're my everything Ladies and gentlemen what we are now experiencing is known as the tipping point The world feels faster when you're falling and the city's brighter when it's burning [Chorus: Sam Matlock & Milkie Way] We're all starting to get a little psycho, psycho (Yeah!) And if you keep us locked up we're gonna burn it down like pyro, pyro It's been sixteen weeks Can't swallow this Hard medicine [Post-Chorus: Milkie Way] Dress me up and wipe me clean Shadows always cling to me Paper bodies in the streets They came unplugged from the big machine Lovers lost to the beast that feeds Giving birth to insanity Burning cities in my dreams I've come unplugged from the big machine [Breakdown: Sam Matlock, Milkie Way] There's blood, there's blood Strike your matches till they're used up This is too big for us to topple Bring wood and oil There's blood, there's blood Strike your matches till they're used up This is too big for us to topple Bring wood and oil [Bridge] Hey hey, bring out your dead Wash off the life and go back to bed Hey hey, bring out your dead Wash off the life and go back to bed [Chorus: Sam Matlock & Milkie Way] We're all starting to get a little psycho, psycho (Yeah!) And if you keep us locked up we're gonna burn it down like pyro, pyro It's been sixteen weeks Can't swallow this Hard medicine [Post-Chorus: Sam Matlock & Milkie Way] Dress me up and wipe me clean Shadows always cling to me Paper bodies in the streets They came unplugged from the big machine Lovers lost to the beast that feeds Giving birth to insanity Burning cities in my dreams I've come unplugged from the big machine