- Dance Gavin Dance Evaporate 歌詞
- Dance Gavin Dance
- Squawk, seven-five
Zero zero mane
World in a barrel dripping some blood
Three dead riders
Grippin the reigns of saturn
In da last plastic cup
Couldnt make me into a hero
Couldnt turn me into a coward
Whatever history that you wrote
Blew away in the wind on your way down from your ivory tower
Your words lost their power
You can aim down fire
Well be down here living how we want
Never coming back, never coming back
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver
Never coming back, never coming back
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver
You always see right through me
When I am lost and out of place
You always watch me stumble down
While you wait for me to drown
Of all the ways Ive given in
I cant believe its not enough
To satisfy my endless search for any form of love
So I will stay my course until you break my wrists
Do everything you can to keep me silent
You wanna start a war with all that I stand for
You always see right through my
My masquerade
I know theres nowhere to hide
Im cellophane
I feel like Ive gotta stay
I feel like Ive gotta change
I feel like Ive gotta stay
Never coming back, never coming back
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver
Never coming back, never coming back
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver
You always see right through me
When I am lost and out of place
You always watch me stumble down
While you wait for me to drown
You always see right through my
Mymasquerade
I know theres nowhere to hide
Im cellophane
All of the handsome fiction
Will melt away
And when the flame burns brighter
Evaporate
You always see right through my
My masquerade
I know theres nowhere to hide
Im cellophane
All of the fabrications
Will melt away
And when the flame burns hotter
Evaporate
( Step back, let go, I believe theres meaning, no I believe theres nothing)
Oh, you should have listened to your friends
You would have been over this by now
Over this by now, Im found
(Who drains the blood from my head? I do do)
(Who accepts me as I am? I do I do)
(Repeat repeat, our history)
What excuses do you make ?
We own the night
For one good note
Well dont it feel good?
You get what you paid for
Well dont it feel good?
You get what you paid for
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