Lyrics:
Dance Gavin Dance Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire Pt 2

so tight) Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, its fucking mind over matter [x4] My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can?t forget [x2

hair so tight) Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, its fucking mind over matter [x4] My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can?t forget [x2

Still grinding teeth, trying to follow you home I'll stop the world 'cause this plan is slow Wait across the street in the parking lot The tree is dead