Testo One Man's Cringe - Dance Gavin Dance

Testo della canzone One Man's Cringe (Dance Gavin Dance), tratta dall'album Jackpot Juicer

Don't listen to acceptance speeches
Make them give it up, say that winner sucks
Don't listen to these mindless screeches
Nip me in the bud, come and get your hug
Said you read it, did you get it? Bet you didn't
Not gonna change, gonna change your mind
You won't let it get embedded, apathetic
I'll never change, never change your mind
Move on, I'll move on
There's somebody out there living in despair
Needing the words to this song
Move on, I'll move on
Can't spend my time making something for everyone
This was supposed to be fun
All I wanted was a blank page in a wide-open space
And the one I love to come home to
But I got caught up in the rat race, suddenly your embrace
Doesn't hit the mark like it used to
You make your bed with the ones you deserve
Will you have the courage to project what you hold true?
All of your words get reduced to a blurb
Will you have the courage to project what you hold true?
Don't listen to acceptance speeches
Make them give it up, say that winner sucks
Don't listen to these mindless screeches
Nip me in the bud, come and get your hug
Said you read it, did you get it? Bet you didn't
Not gonna change, gonna change your mind
You won't let it get embedded, apathetic
I'll never change, never change your mind
No thanks, oh great, complaints from saints, bad weather
Too much time spent tryin' to stay in line
No thanks, oh great, complaints from saints, more pressure
Hard to know better if you're always right
What's the meaning of this meme-less meme?
The inception of a dreamless dream?
I see you cringe at what I'm mentioning
'Cause caring hurts and all these feelings, they sting
Playing through a headache when I got into a rhythm
Playing through a headache aggravated by my enemies
Can I reinvent it when I feel like I'm imprisoned?
Can I reinvent it when I'm running out of memories?
I don't need the credit, I need something overwhelming
Save me from the pattern, I am giving into everything
Can I reinvent it when I feel like I'm pretending?
Can I reinvent it when I feel like I'm the enemy?
All I wanted was a blank page in a wide-open space
And the one I love to come home to
But I got caught up in the rat race, suddenly your embrace
Doesn't hit the mark like it used to
You make your bed with the ones you deserve
Will you have the courage to project what you hold true?
All of your words get reduced to a blurb
One man's cringe is another man's tattoo



Credits
Writer(s): Tilian Pearson, William Swan, Jonathan David Mess, Matthew James Mingus, Timothy Thomas Feerick
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