NOAHFINNCE - PITY lyrics
Noah Finn Adams
[NOAHFINNCE - PITY lyrics]
Pity you're a tad too angry for them
You've gone and fucked it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Pity you project your sad obsessions
You must have earned them all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
(Buh, buh, buh)
Pity that you couldn't learn your lesson
You must have heard it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Pity that you couldn't thank me for them
You've gone and fucked it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Oh, what a pity you're oh, so pretty
You're pretty shitty
Another day, another story oh my god
We're heading in the wrong direction
We're in the wrong direction
We're heading in the wrong direction
We're in the wrong direction
What's the point in being dumber than
Your father and your mother?
If we never ask the questions then
We'll never learn our lesson
In the wrong direction
We're in the wrong direction
Pity you're a tad too broken for them
You've gone and fucked it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Pity you project your sad obsessions
You must have heard them all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Oh, what a pity you're oh, so pretty
You're pretty shitty
Another day, another story oh my god
We're heading in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
We're in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
We're heading in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
We're in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
What's the point in being dumber than
Your father and your mother?
If we never ask the questions then
We'll never learn our lesson
In the wrong direction (Look out, look out)
We're in the wrong direction
Look out, look out look out, look out
Look out, look out look out, look out
You've gone and fucked it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Pity you project your sad obsessions
You must have earned them all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
(Buh, buh, buh)
Pity that you couldn't learn your lesson
You must have heard it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Pity that you couldn't thank me for them
You've gone and fucked it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Oh, what a pity you're oh, so pretty
You're pretty shitty
Another day, another story oh my god
We're heading in the wrong direction
We're in the wrong direction
We're heading in the wrong direction
We're in the wrong direction
What's the point in being dumber than
Your father and your mother?
If we never ask the questions then
We'll never learn our lesson
In the wrong direction
We're in the wrong direction
Pity you're a tad too broken for them
You've gone and fucked it all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Pity you project your sad obsessions
You must have heard them all
They pitied you until your hands grew weapons
Oh, what a pity you're oh, so pretty
You're pretty shitty
Another day, another story oh my god
We're heading in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
We're in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
We're heading in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
We're in the wrong direction
(Look out, look out)
What's the point in being dumber than
Your father and your mother?
If we never ask the questions then
We'll never learn our lesson
In the wrong direction (Look out, look out)
We're in the wrong direction
Look out, look out look out, look out
Look out, look out look out, look out