Lyrics: Dance Gavin Dance. Nasa.

staring at the window panes
russian roulette with the names on the phone

when i stare at your face are you even alive?

oh my god you're so fucking intelligent
don't you just love the use of Andy Warhol?

we always knew that we were never the best advocates
and it's ok
if i'm grey today

holy fuck i'm impressed
too bad i don't have a pussy to plunge in
as i sit here and stomach this
here's a nobel prize
let's gamble our demise

staring at the window panes
russian roulette with the names on the phone
hey you, where you from?
never mind just leave me alone

i drained the wells so the town has no water
i cut the phone lines and buried the grain

i drained the blood of the fortunate ones
it's self destruction cause we're all the same

hurry i'm trading the gold for cash
and that's what everyone is saying
don't blame me for post economical backlash
that's what everyone is doing
sometimes i can't believe myself
consequence in the purest form
i see them coming from miles away

i'm down with brown town
i'm down with brown town
i'm down with brown town
(it's only seconds away)
i'm down with brown town
(it's only seconds away)
i'm down with brown town
(it's only seconds away)
i'm down with brown town
(only seconds away)