I Write Sins Not Tragedy’s

[Intro]
Ayo, it's Big Baller B, here doing a cover of uh, fuck I don't even know anymore

[Verse 1]
I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire, exhale desire
I know it's dire, my time today

[Chorus]
I have these thoughts so often I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
Because somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence (Ay)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes, quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve, my skin will scream
Uh, in my dreams, no hiding from me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction from what is real
I could pull the steering wheel (skrt)
Ay

[Chorus]
I have these thought so often I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought (skrt)
Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence

[Verse 3]
I ponder of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's nothing to hide behind
It's- uh, human existence, with consis-
One thing consists of consistence

I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of
Ordering a goddamn pizza (what)"
[i'm not transcribing that]

In fact
And it's that we're all battling fear, oh dear
I don't know if we know why we're here
Oh my, too deep - please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound
There are things we can do
But from the things that work there are only two
That we choose to do
And peace will win and fear will lose

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
I have these thoughts so often I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
Because somebody stole my car radio
Now I sit in silence

[Verse 4]
Better to face the kinds of things
With some pizza
I chime in on my app for Digiorno's
Can someone please send me some Digiornio's
I'm hungry and I want some pizza
So send me my Digiorno's
Ayy

[Bridge]
Now I can sit in silence
Now I can sit in silence
I am sitting in silence
I am sitting in silence (screams bloody murder)
I sit in silence
Silence
I can sit in silence

[Verse 5]
I ponder of something great, no
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire, exhale desire
I know it's dire, my time today

[Chorus]
I have these thoughts so often
To replace the slot with what I once bought
Because somebody stole my car radio

[Spoken Word Outro]
Yeah
The Good The Brad, And The Emo 2
Beat that, bitches
You thought it was over, you thought I was- I was not coming back to the emo phase, okay (nah)
Brad Taste In Music is always emo
(yeah, emotions suck, but y'know. Well, what can you do, you gotta- you gotta learn to live with them)