Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Inspire The Liars , by - Dance Gavin Dance. Song from the album Mothership, in the genre Пост-хардкорRelease date: 06.10.2016
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
Inspire The Liars |
| Say you want to know the truth |
| Well, you can ask me a question |
| I’ll tell you something that you may wanna hear |
| But I’ll lie, lie |
| I don’t really wanna be the bitch that gives a shit, bottles it |
| Deliberately swallows it, one less contestant life |
| They’ll provide the documents to make-believe you’re gonna fit |
| Spend your time as militant self-help perfection hype |
| We can make this real, already tried to go for the gold |
| Let’s go for the stories that remain untold |
| Aliens have spoke to me and shown me how to see |
| The parable is terrible, but I don’t give a sheet |
| A penis wide that towers high is cumming at your feet |
| The stories old, the butthole full of cancer spreading meat |
| Say you wanna know the truth |
| Well, you can ask me a question |
| I’ll tell you something that you may wanna hear (Wanna hear) |
| But I’ll lie |
| And I will never let this go, so open wide |
| 'Cause I know you’ll always know when you lie, lie |
| I don’t really wanna be the bitch that gives a shit, bottles it |
| Deliberately swallows it, one less contestant life |
| They’ll provide the documents to make believe you’re gonna fit |
| Spend your time as militant self help perfection hype |
| I can hear a smacking from the corner of the world |
| A flap, then another flap that their bird has shat a pearl |
| Oil commerce tipped the scale and soaked up all the dung |
| And flung it back for us to catch and eat out of their bums |
| I won’t stop 'til my head, stop 'til my head, stop 'til my head blows |
| I’m in the middle of a midnight mass |
| And everybody on my dick, like «Preacher, preacher» |
| I won’t stop 'til my head, stop 'til my head, stop 'til my head blows |
| I’m in the middle of a midnight mass |
| And everybody on my dick, like «Preacher, preach to me |
| Tell me what you see |
| Tell me what I need to do and who to be» (Oh-oh-oh-oh) |
| 'Cause I won’t stop 'til my head, stop 'til my head, stop 'til my head blows |
| I’m in the middle of a midnight mass |
| So let’s start a religion |
| They’ll believe in what we say |
| Let’s start a religion |
| We can blind their eyes with faith |
| A new religion |
| We’ll tell them where our spirits go |
| Start a religion |
| I need my ego to explode |
| A new religion (So impressionable) |
| We can make some widows cry (Attend the festival) |
| Start a religion (So impressionable) |
| Can even plan our own demise (Attend the festival) |
| So let’s start a religion (You thought that it mattered?) |
| (You thought they were flattered?) |
| We can save some souls tonight (I'm convinced you’re an actor) |
| (You can take off the wrapper) |
| Let’s start a religion (Yeah, I’ll whip up the batter) |
| (But there’s nothing you can bake) |
| Without me, their souls will die |
| (If your face ain’t light, them crackers act fake tonight) |