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Die Laughing Video (MV)




Performed By: The Manner Of
Length: 3:35
Written by: Zachary West




The Manner Of - Die Laughing Lyrics




I'm so sick of nostalgia
And living in between the memories
I'll remember where I came from
But I'm trying to figure out where to go
The roads are paved with gold and lined with hope

Look for the patterns
Move your hands to part the seas
I don't think we'll sink but will we float?

Lead the way out
Of this worn out place
Raise your head, we'll cross our fingers
But I don't think it's enough for me
Enough not to care
But I hope I die laughing
But I hope I die laughing

I'm so sick of keeping balance
Fighting gravity with every step
Feeling the weight of where I came from
God knows it's been a weird year, for us both
Having nothing but bridges burned and nowhere left to go

We're creatures of our comforts
Move your hands along the seas
I don't think we'll sink but will we float?

Lead the way out
Of this worn out place
Raise your head, we'll cross our fingers
But I don't think it's enough for me
Enough not to care
But I hope I die laughing
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I'm so sick of nostalgia
And living in between the memories
I'll remember where I came from
But I'm trying to figure out where to go
The roads are paved with gold and lined with hope

Look for the patterns
Move your hands to part the seas
I don't think we'll sink but will we float?

Lead the way out
Of this worn out place
Raise your head, we'll cross our fingers
But I don't think it's enough for me
Enough not to care
But I hope I die laughing
But I hope I die laughing

I'm so sick of keeping balance
Fighting gravity with every step
Feeling the weight of where I came from
God knows it's been a weird year, for us both
Having nothing but bridges burned and nowhere left to go

We're creatures of our comforts
Move your hands along the seas
I don't think we'll sink but will we float?

Lead the way out
Of this worn out place
Raise your head, we'll cross our fingers
But I don't think it's enough for me
Enough not to care
But I hope I die laughing
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Writer: Zachary West
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