Pilot to Moth

Watch the sycophant
Bamboozle you out
Of your wits by the gift of gab
Steal all your strongest hands
(Just like skipping stones
Swiping down your phone)

Darling
Don't floss your teeth while you speak to me
I can't help but feel sorry
Blame the caregiver, don't blame me

([?]
Spending more [?] to buy them
Wondering why we like)
The sweet sound of men losing their mind
(Listen to them carve the pumpkin
The tune of the seeds wide open)

This is the first holiday
I can see the lives before you
Form a line right in front of me
Is this all poppycock?
Shine the light on my flameproof moth

Lost in search of the happy end
Archetypal bad boyfriend
Dense and limber now, let the fun begin

(Sycophantic, Hypomanic, [?]
Cozy up with the Titanic
I can feel the tides are shifting
I miss all the sunken treasure
Thinking for the gift of giving
It's a pleasure)
Life is not a dream
I can't understand
While you are planting seeds
[?]
(Take it, Travis)

Life is good now, living downtown
Death is better now, heading uptown
To say goodbye
To the clown, the one who can't be kind
(Listen to them carve the pumpkin
The tune of the seeds wide open, yeah)
To yourself, love yourself, it's time

This is the first holiday
I can see the lives before you
Form a line right in front of me
Is this all poppycock?
Pilot, please come down to me

(Sycophantic, Hypomanic, [?]
Cozy up with the Titanic
I can feel the tides are shifting
I miss all the sunken treasure
Thinking for the gift of giving)
[?]
From this tragic show
I can't make you stop
Once I let you go
(It's a pleasure)