Propane

I wanna pick your brain

See if I can find another way

Take a little pressure of the pain that you're going through

There's a lake of it flowing through

Spill it on my plate

Coca-Cola on the blood stains

I know it's hard to articulate what you're going through

Don't say that you're going to

Cause we're burning up

Propane in the tank, could you turn it up?

Don't say it's okay if it's wearing off