Holy Ghost Spirit

Dance Gavin Dance

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    Get caught, go rot
    I think you been given a head-shot
    Red dot, no knock
    So, hop in the coffin and give up

    I'm feeling they fell on a feast
    Took a chunk and a bite and a piece
    Dull knife, no slice
    You're nearing the end of your life
    Bye bye

    Don't expect to write anything in spite
    Colorful insinuations tend to be inflammatory
    Don't expect to mind where you go tonight
    Don the mask and hide the past away

    Off the attack, give a little slack
    Breathe a little deeper, watch my tone
    Off thе attack, I don't want it back
    Fatal flaws are better lеft alone

    Oh, does everybody need to pay for their lowest choke?
    Want to be a bigger man and indulge some hope

    Zooming through the haze
    I'll sleep when I'm awake
    Ethylene invasions

    Gone away for days
    Basking in the shade
    Waiting for my golden shoes

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    Get caught, go rot
    I think you been given a head-shot
    Red dot, no knock
    So, hop in the coffin and give up
    I'm feeling they fell on a feast
    Took a chunk and a bite and a piece
    Dull knife, no slice
    You're nearing the end of your life
    Bye bye

    Off the attack, give a little slack
    Breathe a little deeper, watch my tone
    Off the attack, I don't want it back
    Fatal flaws are better left alone

    Oh, does everybody need to pay for their lowest choke?
    Want to be a bigger man and indulge some hope

    I'm equipping crops, in it till it stops
    Innocent insipid idol goes
    Carrot on my smock, veggies in my socks
    Wearing every kind of farm type clothes

    Mining and mulling and pining and pulling
    I think that I'm a little kid though, no
    Smiling and smoking, the eyelids is lowering
    The image of another misplaced cope

    Zooming through the haze
    I'll sleep when I'm awake
    Ethylene invasions
    Gone away for days
    Basking in the shade
    Waiting for my golden shoes

    I just really wanna be with you
    And take the time to see this through
    I know the things that you can do
    I'm following your plan

    Getting dizzy 'cause we finally did it
    Dried ink on the page, now we're committed
    Gotta be the one, I feel prophetic
    Gave all my gimmicks away

    Oh shit yeah, move it up there
    Get it like that, put it right there
    Eyes locked, yeah
    Sweat dripping hair
    Best I ever had

    Turning me 'round, pick me back up
    Wondering how you doing that stuff
    Feelings get weird
    Holy ghost spirit, best I ever had

    Holy ghost, best that I've had
    Holy ghost, best that I've had

    Song details

    Composition: Tilian Pearson, Andrew Wells, Tim Feerick, Matt Mingus, Will Swan, and Jon Mess

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