Die Another Day

Dance Gavin Dance

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    Lay my tentacles
    In the crucible
    Just to see the world
    As something beautiful again
    Melt my sins

    He’s losing pounds
    Just lay him down
    And pop it in its place
    Take the scruff
    And pull it up
    He’ll die another day

    Start over
    I can’t bear to look back
    Start over
    I always run away
    Sweet closure
    Cure me of my candor
    Shoo vultures
    I’ll die another day

    Lay my tentacles
    In the crucible
    Just to see my chores
    As something meaningful again
    From within
    All out of breath
    From my warpath
    Sweating toxicity
    Begging for amnesty
    Make it a song
    Always a song
    Can only tell you the truth in the chant of a tone

    I’ll never be enough unless I finish this sentence
    Did it come into existence or was it invented
    Only getting stuck because I already did it

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    Start over
    I can’t bear to look back
    Start over
    I always run away
    Sweet closure
    Cure me of my candor
    Shoo vultures
    I’ll die another day

    Pigeon in my vision frigid in the kitchen
    Blithering committed piebald cow
    Scummy ballerina standing on your femur
    Pop your sloppy doggy eyeballs outs

    Started at the finish
    Did it in a minute
    Living to flip in the breeze
    Had to do the did it
    Rigid ribbit critic
    Making a pino go grig
    God, why’d you have to do that me

    Safe, sound on the other side
    Back to devour what I’ve been denied
    Bad track record to be kind but this time I’ll be paying attention
    Can’t dwell on my damaged pride
    I got moves to make, I got hearts to break through
    Manic and erratic but emphatic about learning the hard way
    (Learning the hard way)

    Need to bite to the animal
    To get my instincts churning
    Shake up my camera roll
    Been a minute
    It’s been a minute
    We don’t obey
    It’s all a game
    There’s no give and take, there’s no give and take, there’s no talk but kill the king
    No talk, just kill the king
    They won’t talk just kill the

    I'm shaking the plastic off
    Ripping the wrapper off
    Students coming out clean

    Devoted to master stroke
    Licking the envelope
    Sending my bright blue flame

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