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Dance Gavin Dance Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 Lyrics
Total views: 2 times this week / Rating: 7.57/10 [7 votes]Album: Dance Gavin Dance / Original Release Date: 2008-08-19Genre: RockSong Duration: 3 min 31 sec
DANCE GAVIN DANCE
- Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 Lyrics / with translationsStill 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, the front door is locked
The moments I framed have cracked and crumbled
Grabbed us by the throat then I choked and stumbled
This will never work, this will never work
Check my pulse as I swallow dirt
I'm cutting myself with my own morals
I never meant to write about you
(I never meant to write about you)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart
What could possibly be within?
Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I'm dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
And I have no sympathy for this
He needs somebody else to leech off of
(Somebody else to leech off of)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart
What could possibly be within?
Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I'm dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
My concepts are rested
And manifest in ways you can't forget
My concepts are rested
And manifest in ways you can't forget
(My concepts are rested)
If you're gonna wear the uniform
You better sell the cookies
Don't come to my house asking for a handout
(My concepts are rested)
If you're gonna wear the uniform
Sell the f*cking cookies
Don't come to my house...
I'll stop the world 'cause this plan is slow
Wait across the street in the parking lot
The tree is dead, the front door is locked
The moments I framed have cracked and crumbled
Grabbed us by the throat then I choked and stumbled
This will never work, this will never work
Check my pulse as I swallow dirt
I'm cutting myself with my own morals
I never meant to write about you
(I never meant to write about you)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart
What could possibly be within?
Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I'm dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
And I have no sympathy for this
He needs somebody else to leech off of
(Somebody else to leech off of)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart
Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I'm dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote
It's f*cking mind over matter
My concepts are rested
And manifest in ways you can't forget
My concepts are rested
And manifest in ways you can't forget
(My concepts are rested)
If you're gonna wear the uniform
You better sell the cookies
Don't come to my house asking for a handout
(My concepts are rested)
If you're gonna wear the uniform
Sell the f*cking cookies
Don't come to my house...
Facts about Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2
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Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 is written by Will Swan, zachary Garren, eric Lodge, kurt Travis, jon Mess.
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It is first released on August 19, 2008 as part of Dance Gavin Dance's album "Dance Gavin Dance" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 9th track on this album.
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Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 falls under the genre Rock.
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Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 song length is 3 minutes and 31 seconds.
Who wrote Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 lyrics?
Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 is written by Will Swan, zachary Garren, eric Lodge, kurt Travis, jon Mess.
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When was Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 released?
It is first released on August 19, 2008 as part of Dance Gavin Dance's album "Dance Gavin Dance" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 9th track on this album.
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Which genre is Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2?
Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 falls under the genre Rock.
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How long is the song Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2?
Burning Down The Nicotine Armoire, Pt. 2 song length is 3 minutes and 31 seconds.
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these lyrics are submitted by itunes1Songwriter(s): Will Swan, Zachary Garren, Eric Lodge, Kurt Travis, Jon Mess
Record Label(s): 2008 Rise Records
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