Dance Gavin Dance - Death Of A Strawberry lyrics

rate me

Sick of being in my head and

Thinking bout my fate and

Worryin bout my health.

Wanna waste away my days and

With pretty everything

And go through all my wealth

I’ve made some mistakes,

not so good with planning,

But I've got some skill with busy living.

Cut my ties with desperation

And learned to live with a little sensation

Hey!

Just roll the table, pretend I'm made of money,

I’ll be your sugar daddy

Hey!

Let's make a fool of ourselves and crash a party,

act like we own the place.

Oooh, Ooooh, Oooh,

Act like we own the place.

Swinging back and forth,

All my thoughts are peeking passed the surface,

Is it worth it to fall, back down?

Please make way for the special event

(rest of dirty lyrics)

We're way too caught up in the race with time,

It’s getting hard to take it in

We're trying hard to be the first in line

Just wanna be a kid again.

A kid again.

Sick of being in my head and

Thinkin about my fate

And worryin bout my health.

Wanna waste away my days

with pretty everything

and go through all my wealth

All over, over,over

world again.

Singing Ooooh, Oooh,

Bury it away.

Hey!

Just roll the table, pretend I'm made of money,

I’ll be your sugar daddy

Hey!

Let's make a fool of ourselves and crash a party,

act like we own the place.

Oooh, Ooooh, Oooh,

Act like we own the place.I’ll make it one day

Killing all the thoughts

I'm not done swinging back and forth yet

forgive me for what I, will do

Please make way for the special event

(rest of dirty lyrics)

Thanks to Emily for correcting these lyrics