New Dance Lyrics

Better part of, fed up never let it stop

Wouldnta, shouldnta couldnta, but I said it

Bet it, credit reject, pull the cards out, put my all in and now it's all gone

Suit up Budda, youda man on campus

Run it, done it, only one true stand up, Gannon

Evil tenants renting

You're like a prison cell

Weasel digging deeper, your life a living hell

Devils inside, two wide, too deep

Keep on keeping on, you'll find out why he's got little feet, he's the goat

Getting a blow job by a human centipede

Rocking the boat on the lake of fire and he's fire-proof coat-less

Why do you think

You got the motive?

(So)

It's a cemetery 0 and 2

You are losing

It really does amuse me

(Pose)

And though you're never in the news, you really are a nuisance

You better try a new stance

Better try a new dance.

Sitting here with my hands over my eyes

Getting worse with

Every passersby

Setting up the trap, you're in my sights

I hope you fucking die

Your fake ass smile turned upside down, into the ground where you belong

You won't hurt noone, when you are gone

I hope you

You got front row seats

Couldn't wait to write me up in you're little book of all the lies

To a known disease

Shouldn't you have taken time away, wouldn't waste a sacrifice

Father times up

Measuring up some torture chambers

Can't get enough, your pain stimulates my hunger

Embalm your neighbors, hush

You suck the air out of my lungs

Lazy Susan, they rotate in and out

Show your bruises, they ruin it, consume and make more room to abuse it