Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something New, artist - Dance Gavin Dance. Album song Instant Gratification, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 09.04.2015
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
Something New |
I’ll never leave you |
(Fill up this riddled with curses, old man) |
So easy to say |
(Acting like enemies, out of my way) |
I never loved you |
(Still won’t break up with the things I have made) |
Stay the hell out of my way |
Sick of being on my game |
And understated |
Wanna throw it all away |
And open up with something new |
Taken all that I can take |
I’m gonna make it |
Wanna throw it all away |
And open up with something new, brand new |
That’s it, it’s over, I’m done |
Give me the keys to the car |
I’ll put the pedal to the metal as you’re falling apart |
And I don’t wanna see the phoney look on your face |
I should have never fallen for it in the first place |
Touch me, fool me, tame me, make me all about it |
Then I bleed, you scream, shame me, I’ll leave, over-dramatic |
(Nah, I don’t do that anymore) |
(No people, just places I adore) |
(Too fed, I lost the feeling) |
(Leave it alone, I’m asleep, so I’m healing) |
(All great things have battle scars) |
(You wanna swap this belief with a greater art?) |
(My flesh has only grown into a mattress fit for mounting) |
(I've faced this allergy; it won’t go away) |
(Upgraded salary, employment virus aid) |
(I faced this allergy; it’s everything I thought that I could fake) |
I’ll live in the moment; |
you gave me a reason |
Then I fell asleep in the bathroom |
Mixing magic potions, looking for a meaning |
To get myself out of this costume |
Sick and tired of counting bubbles in the ceiling |
Feel like a prisoner in my head |
I was only trying to forget the feeling I get when I think of you |
Oh, beautiful and tragic |
Oh, beautiful and tragic |
(I see me riding off, off through the clouds) |
(I see me riding off, off to the bitter end) |
(I see me riding off, off through the clouds) |
(I see me writing off, off all my bitter ends) |