Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carl Barker (Tree City Sessions), artist - Dance Gavin Dance. Album song Tree City Sessions, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 12.05.2016
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
Carl Barker (Tree City Sessions) |
There’s no sense in me staying |
Then why does it matter? |
(It doesn’t matter, it never matters) |
I hope someday soon maybe we’ll finish this chapter |
(I can’t ever finish this chapter) |
And now at this moment I don’t know what else to think |
There’s no sense in me saying, «I guess I still miss you» |
(So now I need names and faces) |
(Examine the suspects) |
(Get the D. A here now) |
(You'll tell everyone that it’s so much fun) |
(Say to all my friend it never ends) |
(While we’re driving through all the alley ways) |
(We picked up some happiness on the way) |
I’ll tell everyone that it’s so much fun |
Say to all your friends it never ends |
While we’re driving through all the alley ways |
I picked up some happiness on the way |
Just because you move your hips |
Doesn’t mean that you exist |
Just because you move your lips |
Doesn’t mean that you exist |
Can we just take a fucking break |
Cause I feel like I have got nothing left, nothing left |
I guess I still miss you |
Oh well, it’s me and you |
What else should we do? |
When talking is for functioning people |
I guess I still miss you |
But talking is for functioning people |
I guess I still miss you |
You always said we’d win the lottery someday |
So I wouldn’t have to go away |
I should have known that I had it all along |
But I didn’t know till you were gone |
(Let's see you function now) |
(Touch your nose, jump around) |
(Footprints, in God we trust) |
(Jes-You, Jes-Me Jesus) |
(Pick up ten sac orange crush) |
(Two bottles, cups, and blunts) |
(What do scorned lovers do?) |
(Dancing with all my crew) |
(Drink and drive life away) |
(Gamble with everyday) |
Just because you move your hips |
Doesn’t mean that you exist |
Just because you move your lips |
Doesn’t mean that you exist |
Can we just take a fucking break |
Cause I feel like I have got nothing left, nothing left |
I guess I still miss you |
Oh well, it’s me and you |
What else should we do? |
When talking is for functioning people |
I guess I still miss you |
But talking is for functioning people |
I guess I still miss you |
You always said we’d win the lottery someday |
So I wouldn’t have to go away, |
I should have known that I had it all along |
But I didn’t know till you were gone |
You always said we’d win the lottery someday |
So I wouldn’t have to go away |