I'm Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket by Pierce The Veil - pitched

I'm Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket

Disasterology

The full album of A Flair for the Dramatic by Pierce the Veil

I'd Rather Die Than Be Famous

Pierce The Veil - The Divine Zero

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1]
I kept my kindness blunted, filed down to fit the room,
til the room grew teeth and called itself a womb.
You measured my worth by the quiet of my throat,
then sold me a raft with holes for a boat.
I traced the fault lines running under your grace—
contracts in cursive carved into my face.
A lifeline shouldn’t be a leash on the wrist;
I bit through the braid when the rope turned to fist.

[Pre-Chorus]
I won’t be the soft place your violence lands,
not the velvet beneath your iron plans.
If mercy has bones, let it keep them intact—
I’m done bleeding for your sacred act.

[Chorus]
So I grow claws where you trimmed me thin,
anchors in the cliff when the earth caves in.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
If love is a shelter, let it hold, not bind;
if trust has a door, let it open from both sides.
I won’t scratch for permission from your cause—
these walls will learn my name by my claws~!!!

[Verse 2]
You called my boundaries “barbed” when they cut your demand,
yet wore a crown of thorns and said it was “the plan.”
You sanctified harm with the right kind of light,
but holiness breaks where it hides what it bites.
I kept receipts inked under the skin—
ledgers of nights I refused to give in.
When “peace” was a muzzle, and “care” was a cage,
I learned to spell “freedom” in bone and in rage.

[Pre-Chorus]
If truth is a field, I’ll harvest it raw—
no more pruning the thorn to flatter the law.
If hope is a ladder, let each rung be real;
no painted ascent, no counterfeit steel.

[Chorus]
So I grow claws where you trimmed me thin,
anchors in the cliff when the earth caves in.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
If love is a shelter, let it hold, not bind;
if trust has a door, let it open from both sides.
I won’t scratch for permission from your cause—
these walls will learn my name by my claws~!!!!

[Bridge]
If grief is a coastline, then time is the tide—
it takes and it gives, but it will not decide.
I plant my fingers in the granite of dawn,
and pull the whole day up like a song.

Hold—hold—hold the stone.

Home—home—home in bone.

YOUR GENTLENESS WAS A GLOVE FOR THE KNIFE.
I’M DONE HIDING THE BLOOD THAT PROVES I’M ALIVE.

[Final Chorus]
So I grow claws where I once grew doubt,
grip in the gale till the thunder runs out.
If love lights a fire, let it warm these flaws—
not remake me smooth, but honor the claws.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
When you call it “order” while you tighten your jaws—
I’ll keep my throat,
and keep my claws...

Claws Ft.OracleCat

Isles & Glaciers - Clush

I own nothing All credit goes to Pierce The Veil

Pierce The Veil - Stained Glass Eyes And Colorful Tears

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The track is taken from the bands new album 'Collide The Sky' that is available now

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PIERCE THE VEIL - Vic Fuentes (Vocals), Mike Fuentes (Drums), Tony Perry (Guitar), Jaime Preciado (Bass) - With a unique brand of progressive post-hardcore, Pierce The Veil have captured a rabid fan base across the globe. Deploying every shred of musical prowess in their artillery, Pierce The Veil are anxiously awaiting the release of their much anticipated new album Collide With The Sky. Gaining a reputation for their explosive live show and the unique vocal style of singer Vic Fuentes, the band has gained press support from Alternative Press, AMP, Outburn, Kerrang!, IGN, Revolver, AOL, And FUSE TV. Primed with an incredible new album and a rigorous tour schedule, Pierce The Veil are truly en fuego this summer! 

Disasterology

Julang Abdala