Carve Songtext
von Dance Gavin Dance
Carve Songtext
This is my brand, and I charge you the fee
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
I jumped inside the blender, now drink me
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
Rage against the reflection
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
Buy this shit-stained product infection
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
Wax and wane, and wax and wane, I wanna soak up the glory
Wax and wane, and wax and wane, I wanna soak up the glory
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That′s my trope)
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That's my trope)
You know the price ain′t right and if I spin this hype
Then I'm award-winning actor man
Yeah, turn on my right hand
Push with your clout, pull the mud out your mouth, man
I'm only christening what′s mine
You come back once and then the second time for blood
I′m terribly wasted
You're coming to pieces
Let′s get fucking naked
And fall off the deep end
That's my trope and my sleight of hand
I′m about to predict the future
Any credit given will be swept under the rug
Or reduced to the fine print
I'm only silent when you′re asking questions
The simple answer is "No, I wasn't present"
All I see is an ocean of replicas
All I see in their eyes is my reflection
The world's a stage and I′ma wax and wane
Like the moon ′til they're lit like the sun
The world′s a bitch and I manipulate it
You'll believe every word I say
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That′s my trope)
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That's my trope)
You know the price ain′t right and if I spin this hype
Then I'm award-winning actor man
Yeah, turn on my right hand
Push with your clout, pull the mud out your mouth, man
I'm only christening what′s mine
You come back once and then the second time for blood
I′m terribly wasted
You're coming to pieces
Let′s get fucking naked
And fall off the deep end
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
I jumped inside the blender, now drink me
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
Rage against the reflection
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
Buy this shit-stained product infection
Bathing in the glory, I love my story
Wax and wane, and wax and wane, I wanna soak up the glory
Wax and wane, and wax and wane, I wanna soak up the glory
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That′s my trope)
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That's my trope)
You know the price ain′t right and if I spin this hype
Then I'm award-winning actor man
Yeah, turn on my right hand
Push with your clout, pull the mud out your mouth, man
I'm only christening what′s mine
You come back once and then the second time for blood
I′m terribly wasted
You're coming to pieces
Let′s get fucking naked
And fall off the deep end
That's my trope and my sleight of hand
I′m about to predict the future
Any credit given will be swept under the rug
Or reduced to the fine print
I'm only silent when you′re asking questions
The simple answer is "No, I wasn't present"
All I see is an ocean of replicas
All I see in their eyes is my reflection
The world's a stage and I′ma wax and wane
Like the moon ′til they're lit like the sun
The world′s a bitch and I manipulate it
You'll believe every word I say
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That′s my trope)
Yeah, turn on my right hand (That's my trope)
You know the price ain′t right and if I spin this hype
Then I'm award-winning actor man
Yeah, turn on my right hand
Push with your clout, pull the mud out your mouth, man
I'm only christening what′s mine
You come back once and then the second time for blood
I′m terribly wasted
You're coming to pieces
Let′s get fucking naked
And fall off the deep end
Writer(s): Timothy Thomas Feerick, Tillian Pearson, William Swan, Jonathan David Mess, Matthew James Mingus, Tilian Pearson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com