I have dreams
Of dancing with the dead
But my feet won't keep the tempo
A circus of ants
My feet won't follow suit
Yeah
Wish I could be like them
In God's hands, there's freedom
But happiness comes with a price
'Cause there's always two things going on
There's always Friday night
My tombstone was made at birth
My coffin is on my back
Wrapped in chains, I carry burdens
Dressed in tarnished rags
Wrapped in chains
Wish I could be like them
Wish I could get away with murder
Wish I could get away with it all
It's their turn to watch me
And I pray (I pray)
I pray that when I fall (I fall)
I hit the ground hard enough to kill me
I always watch the mountains
As they look down on storms
Deadringer
Watch me, motherf*cker
Deadringer
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Performed By: Knocked Loose
From Album: Laugh Tracks
Length: 3:00
Written by: Bryan Garris, Isaac Hale, Cole Crutchfield, Kevin Otten, Kevin "Pacsun" Kaine
Knocked Loose - Deadringer Lyrics
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I have dreams
Of dancing with the dead
But my feet won't keep the tempo
A circus of ants
My feet won't follow suit
Yeah
Wish I could be like them
In God's hands, there's freedom
But happiness comes with a price
'Cause there's always two things going on
There's always Friday night
My tombstone was made at birth
My coffin is on my back
Wrapped in chains, I carry burdens
Dressed in tarnished rags
Wrapped in chains
Wish I could be like them
Wish I could get away with murder
Wish I could get away with it all
It's their turn to watch me
And I pray (I pray)
I pray that when I fall (I fall)
I hit the ground hard enough to kill me
I always watch the mountains
As they look down on storms
Deadringer
Watch me, motherf*cker
Deadringer
Of dancing with the dead
But my feet won't keep the tempo
A circus of ants
My feet won't follow suit
Yeah
Wish I could be like them
In God's hands, there's freedom
But happiness comes with a price
'Cause there's always two things going on
There's always Friday night
My tombstone was made at birth
My coffin is on my back
Wrapped in chains, I carry burdens
Dressed in tarnished rags
Wrapped in chains
Wish I could be like them
Wish I could get away with murder
Wish I could get away with it all
It's their turn to watch me
And I pray (I pray)
I pray that when I fall (I fall)
I hit the ground hard enough to kill me
I always watch the mountains
As they look down on storms
Deadringer
Watch me, motherf*cker
Deadringer
Writer: Bryan Garris, Isaac Hale, Cole Crutchfield, Kevin Otten, Kevin "Pacsun" Kaine
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
