Dance Gavin Dance - Spooks Lyrics
Fool, your word means shit.My eyes, they wonder.Not alotta shit left to break inside the mind of acid whoreSwallowing your sister's nightstand might cover up the clogging poresThe sound of master blaster's tank weapon gun addon I believeEvery single little child can benefit from smoking weedYou're filling your pockets with my bonesYou're filling your pocketsSlow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways [x2]I don't know much about computers, but I know that you look like a child abuserSlow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways [x2]Sideways, sidewaysMove in, take what's not yours, take what I worked forSlow down, stop me now, you're tearing apart my soulAnd lately we should be making meThe best type of record for wasting pleaseAmazing bark is getting darkYou know that I know can ride the arcAnd lately we should be making meThe present elect is a burning treeAnd you know that I know that I cant be meSo I can be you and well you can be meI'm a t.o.y.f.o.r you, on pleasure principle,We keep it on the downlow because public eyes are sensibleThere ain't no outcome without illusionBut I let you in the first place, girl you know what you're doin'This is dirty sex, backseats, over tables, under sheets,At the workplace, on the beach, in the hammock where I sleepI know it's your birthday, you told me at 3:30Damn ok, where do you wanna meet?Cause I know the lonely road it took to get there,And I admit I believed it at your lonely word,Well I knew the lonely road it took to get there,And I admit I believe it in your lost words,Well I know the only road it takes to get there,And I only feel it now because I've been there.And I know the lonely road it takes to get there,And I only feel it now because I've been there....Stop me now, you're tearing apart my soul,Move in, take what's not yours, take what I worked for[Background part:]Lame, as well, as boringA thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound, capitalize when you dumb it downYou defect and I'll be raging on top of my carYou defect and I'll be passed out, covered in tarA thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound, capitalize when you dumb it down [x2]
