Текст Dance Gavin Dance – The Cuddler

Talk about your feelings.
I’m goin pitch black.
Talk about my feelings.
I don’t wanna, fuck that.

Stand up and notify the registry.
I’m buying a house in a shit storm economy.
Make love, I plagiarized the books I read.
My infinite wisdom, belligerent at lightning speed.
I’ll go get the decider.
I’ll be the center divider.
I could be more than just «Hey bro, listen.»
I’ll be claiming you flaggin.
I’ll be braggin I’m admin.
I could fulfill the people’s crave for pigskin.

(Who am I kidding?)
And I’m assuming that you’re worth it.
You would never break my heart.
The way you’re killing me is perfect.
Bleed me out and leave no scar.
(Who am I kidding?)
I got a feeling I deserve it.
Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line.
The way you’re killing me is perfect.
Stare until it makes me blind.

Prey on my spirit til you come alive.
Hydrate my fire ’til it smolders out.
Can’t fight the feeling this is meaningless.
Who am I kidding I can’t breathe without…

Small world syndrome, I can hear your criticism, buh- buh- bouncing off the base of my buttons.
(Meaningless)
You bluffin.
I could go get the biggest brick so you could break in.
I could constrict the citizen to make a payment.

Talk about your feelings.
I’m goin pitch black.
Talk about my feelings.
I don’t wanna, fuck that.
It don’t believe me I mustn’t whip that.
Soft as the pillow is, ship this shit back.

(Who am I kidding?)
And I’m assuming that you’re worth it.
You would never break my heart.
The way you’re killing me is perfect.
Bleed me out and leave no scar.
(Who am I kidding?)
I got a feeling I deserve it.
Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line.
The way you’re killing me is perfect.
Stare until it makes me blind.