Gimme that canvas let me paint some shit
Pass me some poison let me take a hit
I'm just embarrassed and comfortably numb
But failure is painful and lying is fun
Dress code, cocktails, looking so fancy
We feel like we're a little bit classy
Cheers to the fact that we're not dead
Swimming with the sharks, but we're still not dead yet
Psycho, I go
Right to buy those
Optimistic, magic fix it pills
I'm so right though,
That's my life, bro
Underwater
Coughing with my gills
Don't let this moment go to waste, you don't know when the feeling could happen again
Don't let this moment go to waste, you don't know when the feeling could happen again
Touch me, taste me, tell me I'm not fading
Tell me that I look just like a man
'Cause lately baby I've been going crazy
Trying not to be an embarrassment
Touch me, taste me, tell me I'm not fading
Tell me that I look just like a man
'Cause lately baby I've been going crazy
Trying not to be an embarrassment
I'll go in cryo and return to life ho
And make a Bisque, some tomato basil shit
Riding a rhino pico de gallo
Roosters beak, I'll sleep when I leap that jeep
Gimme that canvas let me paint some shit
Pass me some poison let me take a hit
I'm just embarrassed and comfortably numb
But failure is painful and lying is fun
Dress code, cocktails, looking so fancy
We feel like we're a little bit classy
Cheers to the fact that we're not dead
Swimming with the sharks, but we're still not dead yet
Touch me, taste me, tell me I'm not fading
Tell me that I look just like a man
'Cause lately baby I've been going crazy
Trying not to be an embarrassment
Touch me, taste me, tell me I'm not fading
Tell me that I look just like a man
'Cause lately baby I've been going crazy
Trying not to be an embarrassment
I'll go in cryo and return to life ho
And make a Bisque, some tomato basil shit
Riding a rhino pico de gallo
Roosters beak, I'll sleep when I leap that jeep
Don't close your eyes tonight
Perfect melodies are hard to find
I got a feeling we can touch the sky
Let's live in this delusion that we don't live in perpetual confusion and there's meaning to our lives
Hades arc
Golden tarp
Black hole
Slack is for
Slack is for cutting me more
Mountain
Fountain
Shrieking
Preaching
Slack is for
Slack is for cutting me
Slack is for cutting me more
From every little bit of sunshine I call freedom
White 21 is the maximum fun
From every little bit of sunshine I call freedom
White 21 is the maximum fun
Dance Gavin Dance - Mothership Album Lyrics
Dance Gavin Dance - Mothership Lyrics
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Young Robot
This time won't blame myself
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
This time I know you well
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
Follow me, they're gonna follow
'Cause I'm on the inside and they're on the outside waiting
This time I know myself
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
Don't worry
You don't have to bear your soul about it
Go away, you can't stay,
You got no more reasons left to come my way
Go away, you can't stay,
You got no more reasons left to come my way
Brain
Robot wang
Gonna slang through the tang
I-8764
The sex assistant
I-8764
It's no commitment
She said
Drink that love don't demand it
'Cause baby I can't stand it
When you look so pathetic
But I can't stop with the rhythm of it
Drink that love
It's like a habit
Feeling like a savage
You know I gotta have it
I, I gotta have it all
I wish I didn't miss this
Ah ah I gotta have it all
They call me hedonistic
Can't stop with the rhythm gotta have it all
I make them kiss they sistas
Ah ah I gotta have it all
He flips his black ass robot hair
She said
Drink that love don't demand it
'Cause baby I can't stand it
When you look so pathetic
But I can't stop with the rhythm of it
Drink that love
It's like a habit
Feeling like a savage
You know I gotta have it
I, I gotta have it all
You're on another planet
You're on another planet
Follow me, they're gonna follow
'Cause I'm on the inside and they're on the outside waiting
This time I know myself
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
This time I know you well
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
Follow me, they're gonna follow
'Cause I'm on the inside and they're on the outside waiting
This time I know myself
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
Don't worry
You don't have to bear your soul about it
Go away, you can't stay,
You got no more reasons left to come my way
Go away, you can't stay,
You got no more reasons left to come my way
Brain
Robot wang
Gonna slang through the tang
I-8764
The sex assistant
I-8764
It's no commitment
She said
Drink that love don't demand it
'Cause baby I can't stand it
When you look so pathetic
But I can't stop with the rhythm of it
Drink that love
It's like a habit
Feeling like a savage
You know I gotta have it
I, I gotta have it all
I wish I didn't miss this
Ah ah I gotta have it all
They call me hedonistic
Can't stop with the rhythm gotta have it all
I make them kiss they sistas
Ah ah I gotta have it all
He flips his black ass robot hair
She said
Drink that love don't demand it
'Cause baby I can't stand it
When you look so pathetic
But I can't stop with the rhythm of it
Drink that love
It's like a habit
Feeling like a savage
You know I gotta have it
I, I gotta have it all
You're on another planet
You're on another planet
Follow me, they're gonna follow
'Cause I'm on the inside and they're on the outside waiting
This time I know myself
It's been a long time coming, been a long time coming
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Frozen One
It never was compatible
But something made it flammable
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all go to waste
Don't bother having a conscience
Now stuff our life into bags
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all
Fake the smallest version of myself
Can't shake this moment inside of my head
Duck in shame and sink into my shell
And play it over and over again until the favors end
Sit around and waiting
Thinking how you're treated
Feeling like you're fading
Complaining and wasting away
I slip the sloppy g'day, the drink is always amazed
At how much I would like to let it control me
I make a pact with my friends we'll never lose a game again
Unless the shots I take are served from the bar
I'm about to dunk
You're telling me I'm the chosen one
But I'm stuck inside a funk
But lately I've been the frozen one
I'm scared of getting punked
You're telling me I'm the chosen one
So I'll become a drunk
But lately I've been the frozen one
Stop that you ain't no friend of mine
We don't believe your lies
Go on and live your life
Running out the back door
Stop no need to apologize
No way to make it right
Go on and live your life
Running out the back door
It never was compatible
But something made it flammable
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all go to waste
Don't bother having a conscience
Now stuff our life into bags
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all
Fake the smallest version of myself
Can't shake this moment inside of my head
Duck in shame and sink into my shell
And play it over and over again until the favors end
Sit around and waiting
Thinking how you're treated
Feeling like you're fading
Complaining and wasting away
But something made it flammable
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all go to waste
Don't bother having a conscience
Now stuff our life into bags
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all
Fake the smallest version of myself
Can't shake this moment inside of my head
Duck in shame and sink into my shell
And play it over and over again until the favors end
Sit around and waiting
Thinking how you're treated
Feeling like you're fading
Complaining and wasting away
I slip the sloppy g'day, the drink is always amazed
At how much I would like to let it control me
I make a pact with my friends we'll never lose a game again
Unless the shots I take are served from the bar
I'm about to dunk
You're telling me I'm the chosen one
But I'm stuck inside a funk
But lately I've been the frozen one
I'm scared of getting punked
You're telling me I'm the chosen one
So I'll become a drunk
But lately I've been the frozen one
Stop that you ain't no friend of mine
We don't believe your lies
Go on and live your life
Running out the back door
Stop no need to apologize
No way to make it right
Go on and live your life
Running out the back door
It never was compatible
But something made it flammable
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all go to waste
Don't bother having a conscience
Now stuff our life into bags
We were young and so jealous
And we let it all
Fake the smallest version of myself
Can't shake this moment inside of my head
Duck in shame and sink into my shell
And play it over and over again until the favors end
Sit around and waiting
Thinking how you're treated
Feeling like you're fading
Complaining and wasting away
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Flossie Dickey Bounce
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Ooh wow
You're looking dirty need a champagne shower now
Lay down
Let's see if we can get the lipstick to come out
I know just the thing the thing to say
I got just the just the song to play
Free your mind from the from the cage
I can talk a mile a minute
Cracked out, snap out of it
I don't care I'm in it
Cracked out, snap out of it
Mo blow... Wow!
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
We tried, no luck, it's all right
Trust me honey you look fine
I'll just walk around the city telling chickens that I'm pretty
And I'd love for them to meet my wife
I know just the thing the thing to say
I got just the just the song to play
Free your mind from the from the cage
I can talk a mile a minute
Cracked out, snap out of it
I don't care I'm in it
Cracked out, snap out of it
Mo blow... Wow!
And if we move too slow
Let it rot decay and decompose
If we just let it flow
The fairy dust could tap out
'Cause I'm a rolling stone
Never been tied down in one place too long
King of the lonely road
It's all I've ever known
Make your move tonight
Close your eyes, don't fight it anymore
And when the sun comes up we won't be wondering
What could have been, should have been
Make your move tonight
Make your move tonight
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Ooh wow
You're looking dirty need a champagne shower now
Lay down
Let's see if we can get the lipstick to come out
I know just the thing the thing to say
I got just the just the song to play
Free your mind from the from the cage
I can talk a mile a minute
Cracked out, snap out of it
I don't care I'm in it
Cracked out, snap out of it
Mo blow... Wow!
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
Cocaine cringe fest
We tried, no luck, it's all right
Trust me honey you look fine
I'll just walk around the city telling chickens that I'm pretty
And I'd love for them to meet my wife
I know just the thing the thing to say
I got just the just the song to play
Free your mind from the from the cage
I can talk a mile a minute
Cracked out, snap out of it
I don't care I'm in it
Cracked out, snap out of it
Mo blow... Wow!
And if we move too slow
Let it rot decay and decompose
If we just let it flow
The fairy dust could tap out
'Cause I'm a rolling stone
Never been tied down in one place too long
King of the lonely road
It's all I've ever known
Make your move tonight
Close your eyes, don't fight it anymore
And when the sun comes up we won't be wondering
What could have been, should have been
Make your move tonight
Make your move tonight
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Deception
Better wake up before it's all gone
Better wake up before it's all gone
Half wrapped in a leopard print sex swing
The beat is shit and I'm 'bout to make a new slang
If your momma was a bed of kites then we could fly away
And f*ck this night right
I feel the brick wall hit
You've never been me before
I feel the will I trick
Self-deprecation to settle the score
Here comes the reaper to erase what I've become
I won't be plastic and neutered and numb
I won't be plastic and neutered and numb
I won't be plastic and neutered and numb
I couldn't help it made me wonder
If you're the weight that pulled us under
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
And now I'm pulling back the covers
Thought I could trust you like no other
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
Deception
Cordial graces, smiling faces, back and forth
Antiquated, overrated, social whores
I don't need you
I don't need you anymore
I don't need you
I don't need you anymore
And there's a code for people like you
Always keeping score
And you will never make me like you
Because I'm colder than before
You made me this way
You made me this way
Pay your debt, don't suffocate
If you're baking it, don't eat the cake
If you're faking it, then show 'em the bait
Don't be so disgusting
Like wind on the wick
I see the symptoms inside of your binges
I checked that you were dead
I check then I got sucked in
I couldn't help it made me wonder
If you're the weight that pulled us under
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
And now I'm pulling back the covers
Thought I could trust you like no other
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
Deception
Better wake up before it's all gone
Half wrapped in a leopard print sex swing
The beat is shit and I'm 'bout to make a new slang
If your momma was a bed of kites then we could fly away
And f*ck this night right
I feel the brick wall hit
You've never been me before
I feel the will I trick
Self-deprecation to settle the score
Here comes the reaper to erase what I've become
I won't be plastic and neutered and numb
I won't be plastic and neutered and numb
I won't be plastic and neutered and numb
I couldn't help it made me wonder
If you're the weight that pulled us under
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
And now I'm pulling back the covers
Thought I could trust you like no other
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
Deception
Cordial graces, smiling faces, back and forth
Antiquated, overrated, social whores
I don't need you
I don't need you anymore
I don't need you
I don't need you anymore
And there's a code for people like you
Always keeping score
And you will never make me like you
Because I'm colder than before
You made me this way
You made me this way
Pay your debt, don't suffocate
If you're baking it, don't eat the cake
If you're faking it, then show 'em the bait
Don't be so disgusting
Like wind on the wick
I see the symptoms inside of your binges
I checked that you were dead
I check then I got sucked in
I couldn't help it made me wonder
If you're the weight that pulled us under
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
And now I'm pulling back the covers
Thought I could trust you like no other
All of it was make believe, all of it was make believe
Deception
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
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 want to hear
But I'll lie
Lie
I don't really wanna be the bitch that gets it 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 want to know the truth
Well you can ask me a question
I'll tell you something that you may want to hear (want to 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 gets it 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
'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)
So 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)
Well you can ask me a question
I'll tell you something that you may want to hear
But I'll lie
Lie
I don't really wanna be the bitch that gets it 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 want to know the truth
Well you can ask me a question
I'll tell you something that you may want to hear (want to 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 gets it 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
'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)
So 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)
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Philosopher King
Dry crossing up the holy five hate
Your cousin is my hobby free throw
I'd toss my calling card
But I'd hate to make a baby feel slow, nope, bro
There's lots of answers to shit
Like the numbing that you feel is real, then pain grows
You'll get for what you asked
Patience is the lane I mate with case closed
If I fall, will you be there to catch me now?
Catch me now or...
If I fall, will you be there to show me how
Show me how I've fallen?
All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye
Same pigeon that was shitting on the other guy
Why your fitness need a witness?
I too can cook a bunch of little meals
Friend, make my life
I picked 'em up and clipped their hype
It's was the tamest type the little bitch couldn't listen
I flipped it up and twisted night
Into a padded white room, bitch named Kristen
I will run laps around you, around you
Go on, try, tug me back to you, but I'll fly
Guess they were right, no way to drag your body and make up the time
So I'll focus on mine, not gonna hold me down I'm leaving you behind
Won't say that you're better
Won't sell you a better lie
Won't tell you etcetera
Won't say that you're doing fine
If your life never turns around
And if you should die tomorrow or the week after next
I know that I will be safe and sound
I won't be there cleaning up all the mess
All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye
Same pigeon that was shitting on the other guy
Why your fitness need a witness?
I too can cook a bunch of little meals
I felt my body craving
The oxygen from ancient wasteland aching
I wanna be the man with the bacon
Make a light reveal the only stake in
Fakeness, f*cked
I will run laps around you, around you
Go on, try, tug me back to you, but I'll fly
Guess they were right, no way to drag your body and make up the time
So I'll focus on mine, not gonna hold me down I'm leaving you behind
Your cousin is my hobby free throw
I'd toss my calling card
But I'd hate to make a baby feel slow, nope, bro
There's lots of answers to shit
Like the numbing that you feel is real, then pain grows
You'll get for what you asked
Patience is the lane I mate with case closed
If I fall, will you be there to catch me now?
Catch me now or...
If I fall, will you be there to show me how
Show me how I've fallen?
All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye
Same pigeon that was shitting on the other guy
Why your fitness need a witness?
I too can cook a bunch of little meals
Friend, make my life
I picked 'em up and clipped their hype
It's was the tamest type the little bitch couldn't listen
I flipped it up and twisted night
Into a padded white room, bitch named Kristen
I will run laps around you, around you
Go on, try, tug me back to you, but I'll fly
Guess they were right, no way to drag your body and make up the time
So I'll focus on mine, not gonna hold me down I'm leaving you behind
Won't say that you're better
Won't sell you a better lie
Won't tell you etcetera
Won't say that you're doing fine
If your life never turns around
And if you should die tomorrow or the week after next
I know that I will be safe and sound
I won't be there cleaning up all the mess
All cranky in a blanket with a lazy eye
Same pigeon that was shitting on the other guy
Why your fitness need a witness?
I too can cook a bunch of little meals
I felt my body craving
The oxygen from ancient wasteland aching
I wanna be the man with the bacon
Make a light reveal the only stake in
Fakeness, f*cked
I will run laps around you, around you
Go on, try, tug me back to you, but I'll fly
Guess they were right, no way to drag your body and make up the time
So I'll focus on mine, not gonna hold me down I'm leaving you behind
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Here Comes The Winner
Line them up on a stage
See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age
Watch them fail by design
Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shine
Here comes the winner
That's my public figure
Here comes the winner
Taking perfect pictures
Here comes the winner
It's time to shock the blaow
Here comes the winner
You can find me up on my high horse cutting the bold ones down
They look so hungry, but I'm so well-fed, well-dressed dead in the head
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
We don't tolerate whining
Do a bitta good analysis
Let's balance this, not backing out
Put a little bitta time in this
A finalist and not in doubt
I shake my scepter fresh
And you smell like sphincter
I'll pass my credit check
And run through your sprinkles
You name the time and the place and I'm there
Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair
Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air
We look so poised and not too self aware
I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces
On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement
I grow tired of this game
Make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry, don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies
Moments together, sell them well
(I just watched you do that all to you)
Moments together
(Find another person you can use)
Moments together, sell them well
(You're not that clever, easy to see through)
Tear the best of us apart
Don't take offers then act like you think you're gonna lose
Make things awkward to see you faking gratitude
Instructed to go auto-pilot, don't know the password
You're sitting on a dildo pile that's why your ass hurts
So tell me that I am the love of your life
I'll be in character batting my eyes
We'll show them all the supreme prototype
As ratings and followers peak right on time
I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces
On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement
I grow tired of this game
Make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry, don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies
Moments together, sell them well
(I just watched you do that all to you)
Moments together
(Find another person you can use)
Moments together, sell them well
(You're not that clever, easy to see through)
Tear the best of us apart
You're so high
I'm so high
You're so high
We're so high
See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age
Watch them fail by design
Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shine
Here comes the winner
That's my public figure
Here comes the winner
Taking perfect pictures
Here comes the winner
It's time to shock the blaow
Here comes the winner
You can find me up on my high horse cutting the bold ones down
They look so hungry, but I'm so well-fed, well-dressed dead in the head
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
We don't tolerate whining
Do a bitta good analysis
Let's balance this, not backing out
Put a little bitta time in this
A finalist and not in doubt
I shake my scepter fresh
And you smell like sphincter
I'll pass my credit check
And run through your sprinkles
You name the time and the place and I'm there
Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair
Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air
We look so poised and not too self aware
I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces
On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement
I grow tired of this game
Make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry, don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies
Moments together, sell them well
(I just watched you do that all to you)
Moments together
(Find another person you can use)
Moments together, sell them well
(You're not that clever, easy to see through)
Tear the best of us apart
Don't take offers then act like you think you're gonna lose
Make things awkward to see you faking gratitude
Instructed to go auto-pilot, don't know the password
You're sitting on a dildo pile that's why your ass hurts
So tell me that I am the love of your life
I'll be in character batting my eyes
We'll show them all the supreme prototype
As ratings and followers peak right on time
I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces
On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement
I grow tired of this game
Make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry, don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies
Moments together, sell them well
(I just watched you do that all to you)
Moments together
(Find another person you can use)
Moments together, sell them well
(You're not that clever, easy to see through)
Tear the best of us apart
You're so high
I'm so high
You're so high
We're so high
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Exposed
As all my secrets start to show
Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
You've seen my lies and shame exposed
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
Through all the mud and shit and parasitic cysts
Through all the finger tips scratch scratching at my wrists
Through all the Devils in disguise
I think I can see a little truth in your eyes
As my secrets start to show
My crippled mouth goes cold cold cold cold cold
And now you're running away
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, don't wander
Still my mouth, still my mouth goes cold
As all my secrets start to show
Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
You've seen my lies and shame exposed
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
Through all the fear and doubt, two-faced anxiety
Through all the chemicals bouncing inside my brain
Through all my weakness in disguise
I think I can see a little truth in your eyes
We never saw this coming
But I know we'll keep from drowning
What we got ain't close to nothing
I know we got this, know we got this
When all your doubts surround you
I'll keep us both from drowning
Ain't no two ways about it
I know we got this, know we got this
As all my secrets start to show
Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
You've seen my lies and shame exposed
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
My mouth goes cold
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
You've seen my lies and shame exposed
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
Through all the mud and shit and parasitic cysts
Through all the finger tips scratch scratching at my wrists
Through all the Devils in disguise
I think I can see a little truth in your eyes
As my secrets start to show
My crippled mouth goes cold cold cold cold cold
And now you're running away
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, don't wander
Still my mouth, still my mouth goes cold
As all my secrets start to show
Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
You've seen my lies and shame exposed
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
Through all the fear and doubt, two-faced anxiety
Through all the chemicals bouncing inside my brain
Through all my weakness in disguise
I think I can see a little truth in your eyes
We never saw this coming
But I know we'll keep from drowning
What we got ain't close to nothing
I know we got this, know we got this
When all your doubts surround you
I'll keep us both from drowning
Ain't no two ways about it
I know we got this, know we got this
As all my secrets start to show
Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
You've seen my lies and shame exposed
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
My mouth goes cold
But I know you know that what we got's no joke
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Betrayed By The Game
Damaged pride and vulnerable
All my fears are open now
Never thought this would hit me so hard
Staring at my hollow phone
Not sure if you're coming home
Bed still smells like I'm not all alone again
I know we f*cked it up this time
We got so high
Couldn't see the bottom
I just crashed my car
And it got me thinking of you
So I just thought I'd call
To tell you, to tell you I, to tell you I still love you
My mental image impaired
Undid the braids in my hair
I rain destruction in the fight of my inner feels
Remove the tricks of the trade
You're just alone on the stage
There's no witness fly your soul through the windshield
Damaged pride and vulnerable
All my fears are open now
Never thought I could hurt you so hard
Staring at my hollow phone
Wondering if you've found your home
Feel like I deserve to die alone again
We really f*cked it up this time
Got so low
Only for a second
I just crashed my car
And it got me thinking of you
So I just thought I'd call
To tell you, to tell you I, to tell you I still love you
Take a sip from the drain
The flavor tastes like nothing
Or nothing tastes the same cause nothing is never there
I know what I'm talking 'bout
I believe the words in my mouth
'Cause I can say that it was all just a metaphor
In my heart and in my own mind in my soul
I know that they ain't never gonna break me
In my heart and in my own mind in my soul
I know that they ain't never gonna break me
(You know that I won't stop
I'm coming back on top
Don't call that it's a flop
I got the refs on lock)
[x2]
All my fears are open now
Never thought this would hit me so hard
Staring at my hollow phone
Not sure if you're coming home
Bed still smells like I'm not all alone again
I know we f*cked it up this time
We got so high
Couldn't see the bottom
I just crashed my car
And it got me thinking of you
So I just thought I'd call
To tell you, to tell you I, to tell you I still love you
My mental image impaired
Undid the braids in my hair
I rain destruction in the fight of my inner feels
Remove the tricks of the trade
You're just alone on the stage
There's no witness fly your soul through the windshield
Damaged pride and vulnerable
All my fears are open now
Never thought I could hurt you so hard
Staring at my hollow phone
Wondering if you've found your home
Feel like I deserve to die alone again
We really f*cked it up this time
Got so low
Only for a second
I just crashed my car
And it got me thinking of you
So I just thought I'd call
To tell you, to tell you I, to tell you I still love you
Take a sip from the drain
The flavor tastes like nothing
Or nothing tastes the same cause nothing is never there
I know what I'm talking 'bout
I believe the words in my mouth
'Cause I can say that it was all just a metaphor
In my heart and in my own mind in my soul
I know that they ain't never gonna break me
In my heart and in my own mind in my soul
I know that they ain't never gonna break me
(You know that I won't stop
I'm coming back on top
Don't call that it's a flop
I got the refs on lock)
[x2]
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Petting Zoo Justice
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
Black cat, brown rat
Face off vs. fruit bat
The greatest fight we've seen yet
Immaculate tact
Green clam, yellow lamb
Fight purple face ram
Bets are in, it's not a scam
Find out who wins
It's just an animal
Ass whoop, show
Puppy dog had an accident
Damn it, mammal
Kangaroo cracks its dick in half
The crowd sprayed crimson
Shark dad ate a baby calf
You still like burgers
Clip clop, clip clip clop
Horse comes out and beats your parents up
Going away, vacation
Going away, vacation
Vacation
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
Blue dog, red frog
Face off vs. big hog
Balancing on wet logs
Swamp bog, thick fog
Gray duck, white beaver
Fight golden retriever
One has meat cleaver
Nick named "Life Eater"
Get me out all your self-commendations
Don't face me now, I'd rather be blind to my malformations
Don't tell me I act like a child, I grew up in a basement
Practicing a smile, practicing a smile
Ride in the hammock with a bleeding fist
My white sides splitting like the ironic
Cucked little critter from the boards I sniff
Around on triggering the weeb racists
Both sides are shit, both sides are flipped
Ripped off the jaw of the idealist
Pick from one of any, fantasy pipe dreams
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
Black cat, brown rat
Face off vs. fruit bat
The greatest fight we've seen yet
Immaculate tact
Green clam, yellow lamb
Fight purple face ram
Bets are in, it's not a scam
Find out who wins
It's just an animal
Ass whoop, show
Puppy dog had an accident
Damn it, mammal
Kangaroo cracks its dick in half
The crowd sprayed crimson
Shark dad ate a baby calf
You still like burgers
Clip clop, clip clip clop
Horse comes out and beats your parents up
Going away, vacation
Going away, vacation
Vacation
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I don't even f*cking feel nobody
I keep sucking up the feeling that it's all a waste
And I'm just waiting in a body
Blue dog, red frog
Face off vs. big hog
Balancing on wet logs
Swamp bog, thick fog
Gray duck, white beaver
Fight golden retriever
One has meat cleaver
Nick named "Life Eater"
Get me out all your self-commendations
Don't face me now, I'd rather be blind to my malformations
Don't tell me I act like a child, I grew up in a basement
Practicing a smile, practicing a smile
Ride in the hammock with a bleeding fist
My white sides splitting like the ironic
Cucked little critter from the boards I sniff
Around on triggering the weeb racists
Both sides are shit, both sides are flipped
Ripped off the jaw of the idealist
Pick from one of any, fantasy pipe dreams
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Chocolate Jackalope
Young enough to feel it
Young enough to feel it
My body's young enough to feel this, hey
Young enough to feel it
My body rolls
My body rolls
I could see it gleaming from the back of my dinner ware
Your eye cream sprayed all over little bear
You could reconsider definition of childcare
14 shapes and you pick the giant square
Young enough to feel it
Young enough to feel it
My body's young enough to feel this, hey
Young enough to feel it
My body rolls
My body rolls
I couldn't face the fact that my ass ain't a plaque
There's a wall and my behind is not there
I couldn't wait to tap into the brain of my cat
And let him know he's my widdle baby meow meow boo
Up in the casino
Ain't no doubt I'm 'bout to let it all go
You used to call me on my cellphone
But now you're petting all my friends for sure
Since 2005 I've been living a lie
I'm not even a man I'm just a cat in disguise
I was born by surprise in the Egyptian times
Bring me a treat and I'll imprint your face forever
And I, I just want to be in my zone
I just want to be in control
No time for you
And God doesn't have a plan for me
Gonna be who I'm gonna be
No thanks to you
I f*ck them bright clothes, the white guy guy code
Burnt all the bridges, it's just a pile of wood
I couldn't wait though admit I ate
Those book flavored pavement endorphing tongues
Shy fiction cloud absorbing pictures
Appearance shining, eclipse a culprit ear intake
A pillapliption mixed in soap
And whipped in dear face cloak to steep me peefers with needle bop
I think of things that I haven't done
Packer Wilita, Tilly, Billy, block blood
Don't let go
I know you want a little more
Don't be gross
And I'll be good to you
Call my phone
I know you want a little more
Let it flow
I can be good to you
You and I
We can linger under starlit skies
Help me survive
Young enough to feel it
My body's young enough to feel this, hey
Young enough to feel it
My body rolls
My body rolls
I could see it gleaming from the back of my dinner ware
Your eye cream sprayed all over little bear
You could reconsider definition of childcare
14 shapes and you pick the giant square
Young enough to feel it
Young enough to feel it
My body's young enough to feel this, hey
Young enough to feel it
My body rolls
My body rolls
I couldn't face the fact that my ass ain't a plaque
There's a wall and my behind is not there
I couldn't wait to tap into the brain of my cat
And let him know he's my widdle baby meow meow boo
Up in the casino
Ain't no doubt I'm 'bout to let it all go
You used to call me on my cellphone
But now you're petting all my friends for sure
Since 2005 I've been living a lie
I'm not even a man I'm just a cat in disguise
I was born by surprise in the Egyptian times
Bring me a treat and I'll imprint your face forever
And I, I just want to be in my zone
I just want to be in control
No time for you
And God doesn't have a plan for me
Gonna be who I'm gonna be
No thanks to you
I f*ck them bright clothes, the white guy guy code
Burnt all the bridges, it's just a pile of wood
I couldn't wait though admit I ate
Those book flavored pavement endorphing tongues
Shy fiction cloud absorbing pictures
Appearance shining, eclipse a culprit ear intake
A pillapliption mixed in soap
And whipped in dear face cloak to steep me peefers with needle bop
I think of things that I haven't done
Packer Wilita, Tilly, Billy, block blood
Don't let go
I know you want a little more
Don't be gross
And I'll be good to you
Call my phone
I know you want a little more
Let it flow
I can be good to you
You and I
We can linger under starlit skies
Help me survive
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Man Of The Year
Eyes down don't you gaze on others
Pay no mind to hopeful lovers
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
Don't be alarmed to discover
Siren songs can pull you under
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
On the seas of mass temptation
Keep your course of moderation
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
And if you prove a lying coward
Feel the wrath of higher powers
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Fade, writhe, crash, peel
I'm feeling it, the feel of it, the wheel can turn, the wick is lit
I feel like something before I feel like nothing
Crawling through the clouds that morph into mouths
Agree to be swallowed, ignore being hollowed out
Facilitate the power trip, I like to watch you deal with it
Savor every little bit of knowledge you obtain
Don't you hurt me again
Pride, feed me pride I'm fading
My mind and my body won't be able to take the pain (you can never ever diss on this dick
You can barely even write this shit)
I'd rather you were dead (more, give it more conejo)
Than lying cheating draining my patience away (feed it pieces, make it sleepy)
Eyes down, don't you gaze on others
Pay no mind to vicious lovers
(I think you're perfect, I'm worth it, yeah, I deserve to be a servant)
When you go, go, go, go
Act so blind to rediscover
Siren songs can pull you under
(I think you're perfect, I'm worth it, yeah, I deserve to be a servant)
When you go, go, go, go
Say I'm worth it, I'm your person
So well versed in, I'll immerse in you
Filled with regret, alone in the end
Barely a man, I ran from every decision
Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown
Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown
I don't need a friend I'd rather keep it all to myself now
'Cause it's hard enough to follow up the fees of my self-doubt
I had it all in the palm of my hand
Don't have the time to start over again
I had it all in the palm of my hand
Ran out of time now it's over again
Dive through the heart of a demon
Shine a light on my kingdom portrait
Fly straight over the pieces of you
Suck sludge straight through the straw I need you
Fade, fade, fade, fade
Fade into the grave
Pay no mind to hopeful lovers
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
Don't be alarmed to discover
Siren songs can pull you under
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
On the seas of mass temptation
Keep your course of moderation
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
And if you prove a lying coward
Feel the wrath of higher powers
Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go
Fade, writhe, crash, peel
I'm feeling it, the feel of it, the wheel can turn, the wick is lit
I feel like something before I feel like nothing
Crawling through the clouds that morph into mouths
Agree to be swallowed, ignore being hollowed out
Facilitate the power trip, I like to watch you deal with it
Savor every little bit of knowledge you obtain
Don't you hurt me again
Pride, feed me pride I'm fading
My mind and my body won't be able to take the pain (you can never ever diss on this dick
You can barely even write this shit)
I'd rather you were dead (more, give it more conejo)
Than lying cheating draining my patience away (feed it pieces, make it sleepy)
Eyes down, don't you gaze on others
Pay no mind to vicious lovers
(I think you're perfect, I'm worth it, yeah, I deserve to be a servant)
When you go, go, go, go
Act so blind to rediscover
Siren songs can pull you under
(I think you're perfect, I'm worth it, yeah, I deserve to be a servant)
When you go, go, go, go
Say I'm worth it, I'm your person
So well versed in, I'll immerse in you
Filled with regret, alone in the end
Barely a man, I ran from every decision
Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown
Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown
I don't need a friend I'd rather keep it all to myself now
'Cause it's hard enough to follow up the fees of my self-doubt
I had it all in the palm of my hand
Don't have the time to start over again
I had it all in the palm of my hand
Ran out of time now it's over again
Dive through the heart of a demon
Shine a light on my kingdom portrait
Fly straight over the pieces of you
Suck sludge straight through the straw I need you
Fade, fade, fade, fade
Fade into the grave
Writer: Jon Mess, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, Tim Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Mothership is the seventh studio album by American rock band Dance Gavin Dance, released on October 7, 2016, on Rise Records. The album serves as a follow-up the group's sixth studio album, Instant Gratification (2015), and is their second consecutive studio release with the same consistent line-up. The album was produced by Kris Crummett. Upon its release, the album sold over 19,000 copies within its first week in retail, debuting at No. 13 on the Billboard 200.
The album was supported by four singles; "Chucky Vs. The Giant Tortoise", "Betrayed by the Game", "Young Robot", and "Inspire the Liars". To promote the album, the band embarked on the Mothership Tour, which consisted of two North American legs and one European leg, and toured on the 2017 Vans Warped Tour. On June 28, 2019, the band released an instrumental version of the album to streaming and digital download platforms.
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Dance Gavin DanceThe album was supported by four singles; "Chucky Vs. The Giant Tortoise", "Betrayed by the Game", "Young Robot", and "Inspire the Liars". To promote the album, the band embarked on the Mothership Tour, which consisted of two North American legs and one European leg, and toured on the 2017 Vans Warped Tour. On June 28, 2019, the band released an instrumental version of the album to streaming and digital download platforms.
Genre(s): Post-hardcore, experimental rock
Producer(s): Kris Crummett
Length: 49:43
Released: October 7th, 2016
Year: 2016