| Song | Variation |
| Artist | Dance Gavin Dance |
| Album | Instant Gratification |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We lie cold. | |
| Damn, up the river we can go slow. | |
| We don’t wanna know. | |
| Dull down our senses. | |
| Become numb. | |
| We take our time ignoring all the signs. | |
| Living in fear of our lies. | |
| Never bad enough to break it or good enough to feel right. | |
| Been in overtime half our lives. | |
| Under indecision, we become so dependent on the rush of the moment. | |
| Sanitize my head. | |
| Death murders everything in sight. | |
| Beneath the rip in the wind, the pillar push you aside. | |
| If I make way, I can taste your sigh. | |
| Just like the cannibal amp, it knows sound is size. | |
| "Push me to the bring," I said. | |
| Well that ***** is a creep, it tried to know what I think. | |
| To breathe out passion, or suck in fate. | |
| You think the world was made to wield your weight and bleed out. | |
| Am I the reason that you can’t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can’t keep my mind open now. | |
| Make up your mind. | |
| We’re running out of time. | |
| Doubt is failure by design. | |
| I’m burning up. | |
| Can only take so much. | |
| I know you can feel it, it’s catching up. | |
| It’s getting too heavy for both of us. | |
| We lie cold. | |
| Damn, up the river we can go slow. | |
| We don’t wanna know. | |
| Dull down our senses. | |
| Become numb. | |
| Mirin myself all by myself. | |
| Feel the caress so sweet, done by my hand. | |
| Poli*****ng this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind. | |
| **** ‘n dodge, stay unaligned. | |
| My recognition face. | |
| Some get withered, some get fried. | |
| I know we talked about the *****t we did each time. | |
| Poli*****ng this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind. | |
| **** ‘n dodge, stay unaligned. | |
| My recognition face. | |
| Am I the reason that you can’t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can’t keep my mind open now. | |
| Am I the reason that you can’t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can’t keep my mind open now. |
| We lie cold. | |
| Damn, up the river we can go slow. | |
| We don' t wanna know. | |
| Dull down our senses. | |
| Become numb. | |
| We take our time ignoring all the signs. | |
| Living in fear of our lies. | |
| Never bad enough to break it or good enough to feel right. | |
| Been in overtime half our lives. | |
| Under indecision, we become so dependent on the rush of the moment. | |
| Sanitize my head. | |
| Death murders everything in sight. | |
| Beneath the rip in the wind, the pillar push you aside. | |
| If I make way, I can taste your sigh. | |
| Just like the cannibal amp, it knows sound is size. | |
| " Push me to the bring," I said. | |
| Well that is a creep, it tried to know what I think. | |
| To breathe out passion, or suck in fate. | |
| You think the world was made to wield your weight and bleed out. | |
| Am I the reason that you can' t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can' t keep my mind open now. | |
| Make up your mind. | |
| We' re running out of time. | |
| Doubt is failure by design. | |
| I' m burning up. | |
| Can only take so much. | |
| I know you can feel it, it' s catching up. | |
| It' s getting too heavy for both of us. | |
| We lie cold. | |
| Damn, up the river we can go slow. | |
| We don' t wanna know. | |
| Dull down our senses. | |
| Become numb. | |
| Mirin myself all by myself. | |
| Feel the caress so sweet, done by my hand. | |
| Poli ng this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind. | |
| ' n dodge, stay unaligned. | |
| My recognition face. | |
| Some get withered, some get fried. | |
| I know we talked about the t we did each time. | |
| Poli ng this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind. | |
| ' n dodge, stay unaligned. | |
| My recognition face. | |
| Am I the reason that you can' t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can' t keep my mind open now. | |
| Am I the reason that you can' t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can' t keep my mind open now. |
| We lie cold. | |
| Damn, up the river we can go slow. | |
| We don' t wanna know. | |
| Dull down our senses. | |
| Become numb. | |
| We take our time ignoring all the signs. | |
| Living in fear of our lies. | |
| Never bad enough to break it or good enough to feel right. | |
| Been in overtime half our lives. | |
| Under indecision, we become so dependent on the rush of the moment. | |
| Sanitize my head. | |
| Death murders everything in sight. | |
| Beneath the rip in the wind, the pillar push you aside. | |
| If I make way, I can taste your sigh. | |
| Just like the cannibal amp, it knows sound is size. | |
| " Push me to the bring," I said. | |
| Well that is a creep, it tried to know what I think. | |
| To breathe out passion, or suck in fate. | |
| You think the world was made to wield your weight and bleed out. | |
| Am I the reason that you can' t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can' t keep my mind open now. | |
| Make up your mind. | |
| We' re running out of time. | |
| Doubt is failure by design. | |
| I' m burning up. | |
| Can only take so much. | |
| I know you can feel it, it' s catching up. | |
| It' s getting too heavy for both of us. | |
| We lie cold. | |
| Damn, up the river we can go slow. | |
| We don' t wanna know. | |
| Dull down our senses. | |
| Become numb. | |
| Mirin myself all by myself. | |
| Feel the caress so sweet, done by my hand. | |
| Poli ng this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind. | |
| ' n dodge, stay unaligned. | |
| My recognition face. | |
| Some get withered, some get fried. | |
| I know we talked about the t we did each time. | |
| Poli ng this frame of mind, jacked it up an ax to grind. | |
| ' n dodge, stay unaligned. | |
| My recognition face. | |
| Am I the reason that you can' t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can' t keep my mind open now. | |
| Am I the reason that you can' t look past your future self? | |
| Got me believing you been stuck and glued in frequent doubt. | |
| I know the feeling cuz I can' t keep my mind open now. |