QUICK I NEED THE LYRICS FOR BURNING PILE (Mother mother again sorry lol)

All my style

All my grace

All I tried to save my face

All my guts, try to spill

All my holes, try to fill

All my money been a long time spent

On my drugs, on my rent

On my saving philosophy

It goes, one in the bank, and the rest for me

It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I change my aim

Throw my troubles at the pearly gates

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(Oh-oh-oh)

My mama, lonely maid

Got her buns in the oven and she never got laid

My papa, renaissance man

Sailed away and he never came back again

All my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I change my aim

Throw my troubles at the pearly gates

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

All your woe bygones be gone

I said all your troubles, you don't need a thing

All my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I'll change my aim

Throw my troubles at the world again

It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I'll take my turn

To burn and burn and burn

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Explanation:

All my style

All my grace

All I tried to save my face

All my guts, try to spill

All my holes, try to fill

All my money been a long time spent

On my drugs, on my rent

On my saving philosophy

It goes, one in the bank, and the rest for me

It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I change my aim

Throw my troubles at the pearly gates

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(Oh-oh-oh)

My mama, lonely maid

Got her buns in the oven and she never got laid

My papa, renaissance man

Sailed away and he never came back again

All my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I change my aim

Throw my troubles at the pearly gates

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

All your woe bygones be gone

I said all your troubles, you don't need a thing

All my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I'll change my aim

Throw my troubles at the world again

It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile

All lit up and I start to smile

If I, catch fire then I'll take my turn

To burn and burn and burn

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Ba, ba-ba-ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

the answer is the second one.

they should gives us more chances to make friend and do stupid things