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
