Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pussy Vultures, artist - Dance Gavin Dance.
Date of issue: 16.09.2014
Song language: English
Pussy Vultures |
Nostalgia, we used to lose ourselves in conversation |
Nothing was final, we used to brace ourselves for separation |
From time to time I find myself wondering what could be |
If I’d never been to hell before I built a shell |
The pussy vultures are coming for your girlfriend after you break up |
They listen to her sad story then slip it in when she’s vulnerable |
Don’t think it won’t happen to you |
My best friend said, «Hey Jon, screw you» |
Now I’m confused, I don’t know what to do |
So don’t think it won’t happen, it won’t happen to you |
Can’t send a postcard |
From the future to the past |
Can’t warn your own self |
That these memories fade too fast |
And when it’s over |
You can’t recreate the past |
My mind is an ocean |
Wish I built a bigger raft |
Stuck inside all these distant memories |
Was supposed to start a family with you |
I keep trying to hold it all in my head |
Convince myself that I still love you |
But you’re never coming back |
And this pain is all I have to hold you |
And it’s fading out too fast |
And I can’t make it last anymore |
Until I can’t crave it at all |
Until I can’t forget it existed |
Until I can’t crave it at all |
Until I can’t forget it existed |
Impossible to say, just how long we’ll be waiting |
We’ll hide it all away, to keep our love from running out, out, out |
Nostalgia, we used to lose ourselves in conversation |
Nothing was final, we used to brace ourselves for separation |
The pussy vultures are coming for your girlfriend after you break up |
They listen to her sad story then slip it in when she’s vulnerable |
Don’t think it won’t happen to you |
My best friend said, «Hey Jon, screw you» |
Now I’m confused, I don’t know what to do |
So don’t think it won’t happen, it won’t happen to you |
Can’t send a postcard |
From the future to the past |
Can’t warn your own self |
That these memories fade too fast |
And when it’s over |
You can’t recreate the past |
My mind is an ocean |
Wish I built a bigger raft |