Dance Gavin Dance - Death Of A Strawberry Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus]Sick of being in my head and thinkin' about my fateAnd worried about my healthWanna waste away my days with a pretty young thingAnd blow through all my wealthI made some mistakes, not so good with planningBut I got some skills in easy livingCut my ties with desperation and learned to live with a little sensation[Chorus]Hey!Just for the day, we’ll pretend I’m made of moneyI’ll be your sugar daddyHey!Let’s make a fool of ourselves and crash a partyAct like we own the placeAct like we own the place[Verse 1]Swinging back and forth,All my faults are peaking past the surfaceIs it worth it to fall back down?Please make way for the special invented armorMental protection if reality is raging harderHello, Mister Mime; hello, MedicineI believe denial makes me hella intelligentWe’re way too caught up in the race with timeIt’s getting hard to take it inWe’re trying hard to be the first in lineJust wanna be a kid again, a kid again[Pre-Chorus]Sick of being in my head and thinkin' about my fateAnd worried about my healthWanna waste away my days with a pretty young thingAnd blow through all my wealthI made some mistakes, not so good with planningBut I got some skills in easy livingCut my ties with desperation and learned to live with a little sensationOver, over, overwhelmed againSingin' out, outBury it away[Chorus]Hey!Just for the day, we’ll pretend I’m made of moneyI’ll be your sugar daddyHey!Let’s make a fool of ourselves and crash a partyAct like we own the placeAct like we own the place[Verse 2]Killing all the fliesI’m not done swinging back and forth yetForgive me for what I will doPlease make way for the special invented armorMental protection if reality is raging harderHello, Mister Mime; hello, MedicineI believe denial makes me hella intelligentI know we trust each other; don’t fail the litmusWe all need partners for the pain of existenceMy bedroom chemistry set ended up on your PinterestPledging allegiance to a few common interestsClaw my way to the top of the centipedeThe sum of its parts is prescribing me symmetryEvery bone picked and decision was orchestratedCut the head off and the legs’ll call the action complacent
