Dance Gavin Dance - Instant Gratification Lyrics
We Own The Night
Forget my jealously
You swallowed the demons on your own
There's nothing left for me
I keep thinking back to when you said
"We own the night"
Stomp that feeling; your puke is a mutant
Can't think of who did this, well I grew stupid
Say accidents happen, it's admirable acting
Flicking the back of your ear with my finger
Separate is the way though, no second is the place though
Just fake it through the day and the night is your god
See you in battle; your boat is my paddle
Your life is my business; your plaque on my wall
Let your hair down have one more round
Drink til you believe it
Sloppy kisses, dirty wishes
Baby, this is living
Roller-coaster
Up and down in random motion
Oh come in closer
Ditch your problems, better days are coming
Get up off the wall come on get down get down
Give into moment and live now live now
Get up off the wall come on get down get down
Give into the moment, feel it now
I have the heart of a coward
Here in my arms is exactly where I want you
We own the night
Stomp that feeling; your puke is a mutant
Can't think of who did this, well I grew stupid
Say accidents happen, it's admirable acting
Flicking the back of your ear with my finger
Separate is the way though, no second is the place though
Just fake it through the day and the night is your god
See you in battle; your boat is my paddle
Your life is my business; your plaque on my wall
You'll forget I'm wrong
Call your phone and open my fate cuz I know you're so connected
I need poison mitigate my pain
Feel my toes go golden up in flames
Give me false hope in my veins
Tranquilize and modify my brain
Where did I go wrong?
There's nothing I can do the thrill is gone
So I play these nervous songs
Pretend that I'm not barely hanging on
And medicate
Medicate
Medicate me all night long
Medicate
Medicate
Medicate me all night long
Do it again, do it again, do it again, now grow.
I run quickly out of air, by the way I hate your celebration
I run quickly out of air, by the way I hate our aging faces
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Stroke God Millionaire
It's so relieving to show my ray
Beam of belief in identity
It's not deceiving to be this way
I came to show you my sack
The things that you do with your attitude
I'm awkward, I'm chipper, I'm random dude
The picture, I like it, so don't be rude
We all came here just to fab
I'm in love with the feeling that I'm loved
Not alone, so alone
Take my money take all that I've got
All that I've got
And I'm daydreaming of a taste I can't hold back
Only I share with the lesson, I'm mocking it
Letting the pear flip its shape
Top of the tumor its rumored I'm neutered
A fabulous rape in the taint
I'm in love with the feeling that I'm loved
Not alone, so alone
Stroke my ego turn me into God
I am god
Expecting the people to live in your head
If you knew what to do, then you'd do what you said
Proxy the awesome and seek the deletion
Of reaper repeating submission face
Opt for the option to stop this exhaustion
And breathe through the tube of civility
The end is, the end is, the end is, the end of days
And we can get it in the open
Tell me all your secrets
Show me how to make you mine
'Cause you got me feeling nervous
Know I don't deserve it
But you're giving me the signs
I bet you never saw me coming
But I've had my eye on you for miles
Just had to get it in the open
Take off all your clothes and
Baby let me blow your mind
Baby let me blow your mind
'Cause I need it the most, so baby let blow your mind
I'll keep hiding in this cul de sac
Day dreaming of a taste I can't hold back
I have something important too
I'm in love with the feeling that I'm loved
Not alone, not alone
Stroke my ego turn me into God
Is there a God?
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Something New
Please don't talk about me
With all your friends
Stuff that big bottomless, cup in my hand (I'll never leave you)
Fill up this riddled with curses old man (so easy to say)
Acting like enemies, out of my way (I never loved you)
Still won't break up with the things I have made (stay the Hell out of my way)
Sick of being on my game
And understated I
Wanna throw it all away
And open up with something new
Taken all that I can take
I'm gonna make it
Wanna throw it all away
And open up with something new, brand new
That's it, it's over I'm done give me the keys to the car
I'll put the pedal to the metal as you're falling apart
And I don't wanna see the phony look on your face
I should have never fallen for it in the first place
Touch me, fool me, tame me, make me all about it
Then I bleed, you scream, shame me, I'll leave, over-dramatic
Nah, I don't do that anymore
No people, just places I adore
Too fed, I lost the feeling
Leave it alone, I'm asleep, so I'm healing
All great things have battle scars
You wanna swap this belief with a greater art?
My flesh road has only grown
Into a mattress fit for mounting
Stuff that big bottomless, cup in my hand (I'll never leave you)
Fill up this riddled with curses old man (so easy to say)
Acting like enemies, out of my way (I never loved you)
Still won't break up with the things I have made (stay the Hell out of my way)
Sick of being on my game
And understated I
Wanna throw it all away
And open up with something new
Taken all that I can take
I'm gonna make it
Wanna throw it all away
And open up with something new, brand new
I've faced this allergy it won't go away,
Upgraded salary, employment virus aid
I've faced this allergy it's everything I thought that I could fake
I'll live in the moment
You gave me a reason
Then I fell asleep in the bathroom
Mixing magic potions
Looking for a meaning
To get myself out of this costume
Sick and tired of counting
Bubbles in the ceiling
Feel like a prisoner in my head
I was only trying
To forget the feeling
I get when I think of you
Oh, beautiful and tragic
Oh, beautiful and tragic
I see me riding off, off through the clouds
I see me riding off, off to the bitter end
I see me riding off, off through the clouds
I see me writing off, off all my bitter ends
Sick of being on my game
And understated I
Wanna throw it all away
And open up with something new
Taken all that I can take
I'm gonna make it
Wanna throw it all away
And open up with something new, brand new
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
On The Run
Pop that, shock and awe, get that grab it, go go claws
I go broke when I assume I suck, flex my settlement, I'm selling stuff
Get that, go in raw, have a baby, adopt a dog
Well I blasted enacted and off to space,
Well I practiced adapted, and it felt great
Right now I need somebody
A little taste of honey
Legs don't matter, they're just softening, I'm limpin'
Bugs don't matter, no death is suffering, so squish it
Legs don't matter, they're just softening, I'm limpin
Bugs don't matter, no death is suffering, so squish it
I'm giving in this time
Temptation running wild
Shutting down my mind
You got me on the run (uh oh)
You know me more than anybody (uh oh)
You caught me with the gun in my hand (uh oh)
But I don't care bout anybody but you
I'm on a roll, I can't contain myself
I need a taste
Legs don't matter, they're just softening, I'm limpin'
Bugs don't matter, no death is suffering, so squish it
Legs don't matter, they're just softening, I'm limpin
Bugs don't matter, no death is suffering, so squish it
You got me on the run (uh oh)
You know me more than anybody (uh oh)
You caught me with the gun in my hand (uh oh)
But I don't care bout anybody but you
Don't tell me that we're done (uh oh)
I know you more than anybody (uh oh)
I'll make it up to you I swear (uh oh)
'Cause I don't care bout anybody but you
I got a feeling that you're dropping the bomb tonight
And leaving me on my own
Took all your pictures off the wall and you were cold as ice
When we talked on the phone
If you want it come home maybe we could work it out
You know I would take it back if I could
Or we could leave it in the past and try make it out
Hit the radio and set the mood
I did you wrong now let me atone
'Cause I don't think we'll make it all alone
Alone, alone, alone
I got a feeling that we're here to stay
Stick with me and I can take you there
I'm not about to throw it all away
Holding on to what we got, so rare
I got a feeling that we're here to stay
Stick with me and I can take you there
I'm not about to throw it all away
Holding on to what we got, so rare
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Shark Dad
Its like it never happened
I never got to know this side of you
Frozen all connections
Now I can't find the person that was you
Oh no, I can't remember
The leaves were bound to change
I loved you in the summer
The leaves were bound to change
Why can't I seem to find my mind?
The time is almost up
It's wide, I'm fried, and died inside
It's deep and broken up
Host of the feelings left, isn't there
Ran outside to waste his cares if had done faster
Then I'm spared to sleep instead of suck
Maybe it's time to quit the game, It wasn't me
The world is drunk
I'm a piston on a mission, pumping out my guts
She said I was something like a filler on her molar
A hibernating Siamese twin on her shoulder
I lose my shit enough, I bite a bit more than I can chew
You collected fashion tips and now I wear a cage
Stuck in a batters grip, faking a limp
Happy to cry, waiting for gifts, biding my time
I injected apathy attempt to disengage
Avoiding those parroting
They won't decide a, they won't decide a,
They won't decide a, they won't decide a thing
When I saw you there, looking like a shadow of what you were,
I could see my sorrow
Shining in the moment when you turn around,
Turn around, turn around, turn around my world
Shining in the moment, hit me with the cold
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm without you, girl
Snow falling, downpour, falling, downpour
Snow falling, downpour, downpour
I'm so sick in the brain
I don't even practice keeping in touch
Throw my thoughts in the drain
The clutch of abraxas stone, torn deep through the rug
Watch my dripping bone erupt, as I bellow the message,
Complete with the flood, when the hot fog rolls on a match and sparks it up
Ribbon lip quiver, God callin' when I've had enough
I'm lost
Why cant't I seem to find my mind?
The time is almost up
It's wide, I'm fried and died inside
It's deep and broken up
If had done faster, then I'm spared to sleep instead of suck
Maybe it's time to quit the game
It wasn't me
The world is drunk
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Awkward
I've got style.
I work harder than anyone, and I can do it while I'm having fun.
Yeah I'm a get, I'm a get, I'm a get, get better.
I want to be, I wan't to be somebody, I'm gonna be somebody, I'm gonna be somebody.
Now, now, slow your roll. Keep your head low.
Your life is a joke.
Don't make this awkward.
Lay back in the fold.
Can't make it alone.
You're too f*cking old.
Don't make this awkward.
Now and then, I get a little bit full of myself and start dreaming, I can't help it.
But you're a friend, you keep my feet on the ground and my head out of the clouds.
Show me how to doubt myself.
And who knows where
I'd be without you.
Now, now, slow your roll. Keep your head low.
Your life is a joke.
Don't make this awkward.
Lay back in the fold.
Can't make it alone.
You're too f*cking old.
Don't make this awkward.
(The belief is a burden and a crop.
Now the dream is only a memory.)
Cry, mine is mine, I clamp my head in the crease of a familiar smell, I think the tree is a thief.
I'm fryin everything that incubate and ever was.
Simmer fifteen rips before I croak and die.
I flipped that maggot out.
I sniffed that dragon's brew.
I say I'm feelin when everyone is on my side.
We think we're relevant.
Hey, we think we're being admired.
Now and then, I get a little bit full of myself and start dreaming, I can't help it.
It's slipping into this.
All of you, all the heads inside the hole of cause.
We're getting intimate.
It's a flu, in a vein.
How do we disconnect from the arm?
Am I a fool not to run?
Your nicotine in my lungs.
How can I trust anyone but you?
Now, now, slow your roll. Keep your head low.
Your life is a joke.
Don't make this awkward.
Lay back in the fold.
Can't make it alone.
You're too f*cking old.
Don't make this awkward.
(The belief is a burden and a crop.
Now the dream is only a memory.)
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The Cuddler
Talk about your feelings.
I'm goin pitch black.
Talk about my feelings.
I don't wanna, f*ck that.
It don't believe me I mustn't whip that.
Soft as the pillow is, ship this shit back.
Stand up and notify the registry.
I'm buying a house in a shit storm economy.
Make love, I plagiarized the books I read.
My infinite wisdom, belligerent at lightning speed.
I'll go get the decider.
I'll be the center divider.
I could be more than just "Hey bro, listen."
I'll be claiming you flaggin.
I'll be braggin I'm admin.
I could fulfill the people's crave for pigskin.
(Who am I kidding?)
And I'm assuming that you're worth it.
You would never break my heart.
The way you're killing me is perfect.
Bleed me out and leave no scar.
(Who am I kidding?)
I got a feeling I deserve it.
Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line.
The way you're killing me is perfect.
Stare until it makes me blind.
Prey on my spirit til you come alive.
Hydrate my fire 'til it smolders out.
Can't fight the feeling this is meaningless.
Who am I kidding I can't breathe without...
Oh, it's calling me.
I can't turn away.
Treat me like a slave.
I'll come willingly.
Oh, you're the reason I get out of bed.
Still can't fight the feeling this is meaningless.
Small world syndrome, I can hear your criticism, buh- buh- bouncing off the base of my buttons.
(Meaningless)
You bluffin.
I could go get the biggest brick so you could break in.
I could constrict the citizen to make a payment.
Talk about your feelings.
I'm goin pitch black.
Talk about my feelings.
I don't wanna, f*ck that.
It don't believe me I mustn't whip that.
Soft as the pillow is, ship this shit back.
(Who am I kidding?)
And I'm assuming that you're worth it.
You would never break my heart.
The way you're killing me is perfect.
Bleed me out and leave no scar.
(Who am I kidding?)
I got a feeling I deserve it.
Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line.
The way you're killing me is perfect.
Stare until it makes me blind.
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Legend
Turn up the radio
Give 'em what they want
Play their favorite song
Make it sensational
Sing it from the heart
Illuminate the dark
You've been holding back for so long
Time to grow up
Come into your own
Aim for the moon, no looking back
Sing it
I'm strong, I am the decider
I am all the reasons, an animal
I am every season
I am legend, all because of you
Do it for both of us
But march to your own drum, because I am old and done
Swear I can feel the rush
Watching you become everything I'm not
You've been holding back for so long
Time to grow up
Come into your own
Aim for the moon, no looking back
Sing it
I'm strong, I am the decider
I am all the reasons, an animal
I am every season
I am legend, all because of you
To condone this great offense, I address the audience
Our grip is strong or impotent
We're wise to hype this up
Call on the creed and prophetic you'd witness this event
The infant's egg is monetized, a privilege heaven sent
I made you this way
You have me to thank
I'm strong, I am the decider
I am all the reasons, an animal
I am every season
I am legend, all because of you
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Eagle Vs. Crows
It's that one type of night with the bright white ice pick
Slipped up signature, wrestle till I scribble shit
Who in my space smell khaki leather pants?
If my brain go missin, I'll be damned
The one ripped by the wind
Instant implant
How we see what we thought was nothing before
Now the lost and the waste can slide beside them
Perform the custom of hissing lisp adorn
I've had a little bit too much
Don't wait for me
I'll wake up on my own tomorrow
I took a little medicine love to lubricate my flow
Don't wait up for me 'cause I'll be coming home tomorrow
I'll crush a mound up on your birthday cake,
With your whole family there watching or at your Aunt Viv's wake
Line up some blow on your titties and blow the rest in your face
If you're not turning up, then your whole life's a disgrace
I like the self-destructive girls,
Where the f*cks be all missin' when you get home and I'm high
I don't wanna hear no bitching
This is the modern man, modern plan, future transition
Worship the work and the product, American joy division
I know them and I know what
I think I'm a start this up
Eagle vs Crows
We all suck
We were born to f*ck this up
I know them and I know what
I think I'm a start this up
Eagle vs Crows
We all suck, we were born to f*ck this up
Like the fastest object overgrowth,
Like a basket lobbin' egg and yolk,
I got the bombest little habit
Watch my head explode
Like the plant lion synthesized this shit
I've had a little bit too much
Don't wait for me
I'll wake up on my own tomorrow
I took a little medicine love to lubricate my flow
Don't wait up for me 'cause I'll be coming home tomorrow
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Death Of A Strawberry
Sick of being in my head and thinking about my fate
And worried about my health
Wanna waste away my days with a pretty young thing
And blow through all my wealth
I made some mistakes, not so good with planning
But I got some skills in easy living
Cut my ties with desperation
And learned to live with a little sensation
Hey
Just for the day we'll pretend I'm made of money
I'll be your sugar daddy
Hey
Let's make a fool of ourselves and crash a party
Act like we own the place
Act like we own the place
Swinging back and forth, all my faults are peaking past the surface
Is it worth it to fall back down?
Please make way for the special invented armor
Mental protection if reality is ragin harder
Hello mister mime, hello medicine
I believe denial makes me hella intelligent
We're way too caught up in the race with time
It's getting hard to take it in
We're tryin hard to be the first in line
Just wanna be a kid again, a kid again
Sick of being in my head and thinkin about my fate
And worried about my health
Wanna waste away my days with a pretty young thing
And blow through all my wealth
Over-over overwhelmed again
Sing out, out
Bury it away
Hey
Just for the day we'll pretend I'm made of money
I'll be your sugar daddy
Hey
Let's make a fool of ourselves and crash a party
Act like we own the place
Act like we own the place
Killing all the flies
I'm not done swinging back and forth yet
Forgive me for what I will do
Please make way for the special invented armor
Mental protection if reality is ragin harder
Hello mister mime, hello medicine
I believe denial makes me hella intelligent
I know we trust each other
Don't fail the litmus
We all need partners for the pain of existence
My bedroom chemistry set ended up on your Pinterest
Fledging allegiance to a few common interests
Claw my way to the top of the centipede
The sum of its parts is prescribing me symmetry
Every bone picked and decision was orchestrated
Cut the head off and the legs'll call the action complacent
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Variation
We lie cold
Damn up the river we can go slow
We don't wanna know
Dull down our senses
Become numb
We take our time ignoring all the signs
Living in fear of our lies
Never bad enough to break it or good enough to feel right
Been in overtime half our lives
Under indecision, we become so dependent on the rush of the moment
Sanitize my head
Death murders everything in sight
Beneath the rip in the wind, the pillar push you aside
If I make way, I can taste your sigh
Just like the cannibal amp, it knows sound is size
Push me to the brink, I said
Well that bitch is a creep, it tried to know what I think
To breathe out passion, or suck in fate
You think the world was made to wield your weight and bleed out
Am I the reason that you can't look past your future self?
Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt
I know the feeling 'cause I can't keep my mind open now
Make up your mind
We're running out of time
Doubt is failure by design
I'm burning up
Can only take so much
I know you can feel it, it's catching up
It's getting too heavy for both of us
We lie cold
Damn up the river, we can go slow
We don't wanna know
Dull down our senses
Become numb
Morin myself all by myself
Feel the caress so sweet, done by my hand
Polishing this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind
F*ck 'n dodge, stay unaligned
My recognition face
Some get withered, some get fried
I know we talked about the shit we did each time
Polishing this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind
F*ck 'n dodge, stay unaligned
My recognition face
Am I the reason that you can't look past your future self?
Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt
I know the feeling 'cause I can't keep my mind open now
Am I the reason that you can't look past your future self?
Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt
I know the feeling 'cause I can't keep my mind open now
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Lost
I am lost
Need a god
Somewhere to go when it's all over
I am blind
Give me eyes
Kaleidoscope the world in color
Don't have time to meditate the meaning of the rain
Synchronize our memories til we all think same way
'Cause I get lost
Need a god
Help me put my world in order
I don't wanna know the truth
(I conceive a better way to lie)
I just need feel secure again
(The witnesses evaded)
Codify my wasted youth
(Everywhere I look I feel the weight)
So I don't feel this meaningless again
(So wait it out now)
Tickle my animal instincts, survive
Capable, sociable subject, I'm part of the pack
I know a guy, somewhere
Whose got a guy
From town, who knows a guy
From around, whose gotta die
We crave a greater existence, survive
Attainable, modified purpose
I'm part of the pack
I know a guy, somewhere
Whose got a guy
From town, who knows a guy
From around, whose gotta die
I know a guy, somewhere
Whose got a guy
From town, who knows a guy
From around, whose gotta die
Citizen of the world
I called my sister's cousin, uncle, friend
Made sure to trust them time and time again
I am lost
Need a god
Somewhere to go when it's all over
I am blind
Give me eyes
Kaleidoscope the world in color
Don't have time to meditate the meaning of the rain
Synchronize our memories til we all think same way
'Cause I get lost
Need a god
Help me put my world in order
Oh no, he said a bad word
We should burn him at the stake
Desecrate his name
Spit on him from high horses
Exaggerate the shame
He's ignorant and vulgar
So evil we can tell
He'll surely rot in hell
A homophobic sociopath, a menace to us all
He'll take the fall
The group is never ending
The group grew from decay
The group is darkness, father
Heaven selected the truth as pain
The fall
The group is never ending
The group grew from decay
The group is darkness, father
Heaven selected the truth as pain
Writer: TILIAN PEARSON, TIMOTHY FREERICK, JONATHAN MESS, MATTHEW MINGUS, WILLIAM SWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management