"People Posture Play Pretend" lyrics
- and get excited for a moment
But like a candle underwater
It puts a bullet through the showman
But I'm giving it back tomorrow
And they can keep it at their bedside
I'll paint a pattern on the window
And watch them try to hit the broadside
I just aim for the end of the day
And sleeping through the morning, it's always the same
But I won't sit around, only wait, I will change it to go my way
But can you make it on your own
When your self is on the mend?
Well, you can fake a status quo
A passive poem, psyche-penned
But can it get you very far?
Oh, it's a road without an end
But everybody plays a part
The people posture, play pretend
(じゃ〜！)
Oh, it's a ruby colored Wednesday
And I can feel it getting faster
I'm simply flown along the flyway
But I can't decide if I want to wander
A vagabond along the roadside
It's always easier to ponder
With all the fates remaining tongue-tied
I just aim for the end of the show
And sleeping through the chorus, it's all that I know
But I can play a part, take it slow, and I'll bask in the spotlight glow
But can you make it on your own
When your self is on the mend?
Well, you can ride along the flow
A proud performance, pure pretense
But can it get you very far?
Or are you stuck inside the trend?
Well, you can pass the prosy par
When people posture, play pretend
I just aim for whatever I can
And someday maybe something will go as I planned
But nothing that I try seems to fly, I rely on some fleeting sleight of hand
But the push comes to shove anyway
You're dying every evening and born every day
So you just need a part you can play, and you're ready to join the stage
And paint a pattern on the wall
But can you make it on your own
When your self is on the mend?
Well, that's an answer you should know
A perfect person? Preference
'Cause you've already made it here
So don't you let yourself forget
Just keep it simple and sincere
Proclaim your pleasure, pirouette
And you can make it pretty far
Something on which you can depend
You'll be a guiding little star
When people posture, play pretend
(Paisley Pudge!)
But like a candle underwater
It puts a bullet through the showman
But I'm giving it back tomorrow
And they can keep it at their bedside
I'll paint a pattern on the window
And watch them try to hit the broadside
I just aim for the end of the day
And sleeping through the morning, it's always the same
But I won't sit around, only wait, I will change it to go my way
But can you make it on your own
When your self is on the mend?
Well, you can fake a status quo
A passive poem, psyche-penned
But can it get you very far?
Oh, it's a road without an end
But everybody plays a part
The people posture, play pretend
(じゃ〜！)
Oh, it's a ruby colored Wednesday
And I can feel it getting faster
I'm simply flown along the flyway
But I can't decide if I want to wander
A vagabond along the roadside
It's always easier to ponder
With all the fates remaining tongue-tied
I just aim for the end of the show
And sleeping through the chorus, it's all that I know
But I can play a part, take it slow, and I'll bask in the spotlight glow
But can you make it on your own
When your self is on the mend?
Well, you can ride along the flow
A proud performance, pure pretense
But can it get you very far?
Or are you stuck inside the trend?
Well, you can pass the prosy par
When people posture, play pretend
I just aim for whatever I can
And someday maybe something will go as I planned
But nothing that I try seems to fly, I rely on some fleeting sleight of hand
But the push comes to shove anyway
You're dying every evening and born every day
So you just need a part you can play, and you're ready to join the stage
And paint a pattern on the wall
But can you make it on your own
When your self is on the mend?
Well, that's an answer you should know
A perfect person? Preference
'Cause you've already made it here
So don't you let yourself forget
Just keep it simple and sincere
Proclaim your pleasure, pirouette
And you can make it pretty far
Something on which you can depend
You'll be a guiding little star
When people posture, play pretend
(Paisley Pudge!)
Writer(s): Jamie Paige Stanley
