Lips Pressed, Fingers Crossed, Open Eyes
With the beat, your body sways
This is what you're used to - being used
The architect for white lies, lace & dancing
My body sways
You're echoing my thoughts in such therapeutic ways
Stomp to this beat like
A ritual of pheromones
Until your legs give out
Welcome to the club
We're so arrogant
In a stupor we lie in wait
We have set an ambush for our lives
Bait and switch like its the greatest calamity
A fool returns to his folly
Stomp to this beat like
A ritual of pheromones
Until your legs give out
Welcome to the club
If I am your degree
Than disappointment, your alma mater
So take your time to leave
Just leave
Welcome to the club
Andrew Southern - Pop Punk Is for Lovers (feat. Ben Dupey & Jeff Sturdivant) Lyrics
Andrew Southern - Pop Punk Is for Lovers (feat. Ben Dupey & Jeff Sturdivant) Lyrics
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Lips Pressed, Fingers Crossed, Open Eyes
With the beat, your body sways
This is what you're used to - being used
The architect for white lies, lace & dancing
My body sways
You're echoing my thoughts in such therapeutic ways
Stomp to this beat like
A ritual of pheromones
Until your legs give out
Welcome to the club
We're so arrogant
In a stupor we lie in wait
We have set an ambush for our lives
Bait and switch like its the greatest calamity
A fool returns to his folly
Stomp to this beat like
A ritual of pheromones
Until your legs give out
Welcome to the club
If I am your degree
Than disappointment, your alma mater
So take your time to leave
Just leave
Welcome to the club
With the beat, your body sways
This is what you're used to - being used
The architect for white lies, lace & dancing
My body sways
You're echoing my thoughts in such therapeutic ways
Stomp to this beat like
A ritual of pheromones
Until your legs give out
Welcome to the club
We're so arrogant
In a stupor we lie in wait
We have set an ambush for our lives
Bait and switch like its the greatest calamity
A fool returns to his folly
Stomp to this beat like
A ritual of pheromones
Until your legs give out
Welcome to the club
If I am your degree
Than disappointment, your alma mater
So take your time to leave
Just leave
Welcome to the club
Writer: Andrew Southern
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid