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ryan ross guitar/vocals
spencer smith drums
jon walker bass/vocals
ryan ross guitar/vocals
spencer smith drums
jon walker bass/vocals
Time To Dance
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Oh please, she's not bleeding
on the ballroom floor just for the attention.
That's just ridiculous...ly on.
But she sure is going to get it (the attention and the bullets)
here's the setting, fashion magazines line the walls.
now the walls line the bullet holes..
yea you sure let her have it. She didn't choose this role,
but she'll play it and make it sincere, so you cry.
But they believe it from the tears and the teeth
right down to the blood at her feet.
Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogens and Aubergine dreams.
Have some composure, and where is your posture?
oh no no! You're pulling the trigger all wrong.
Come on this is screaming photo op.
Give me envy
Flash
Give me malice
Flash
Give me attention
Flash
Give me...a break.
When I say shotgun you say wedding. Or whatever comes to mind.
Labels: a fever you can't sweat out, brendon urie, forever patd, jon walker, lyrics, panic at the disco, ryan ross, spencer smith
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