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Listen to Jackpot Juicer by Dance Gavin Dance
ALBUMJackpot JuicerDance Gavin Dance
Listen to Dance Gavin Dance Essentials featuring Dance Gavin Dance
PLAYLISTDance Gavin Dance EssentialsApple Music Hard Rock

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Wells
Andrew Wells
Guitar
Jonathan Mess
Jonathan Mess
Screams
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Drums
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Bass
Will Swan
Will Swan
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tilian Pearson
Tilian Pearson
Songwriter
Will Swan
Will Swan
Songwriter
Jonathan Mess
Jonathan Mess
Songwriter
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kris Crummett
Kris Crummett
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Don't listen to acceptance speeches Make them give it up, say that winner sucks Don't listen to these mindless screeches Nip me in the bud, come and get your hug Said you read it, did you get it? Bet you didn't Not gonna change, gonna change your mind You won't let it get embedded, apathetic I'll never change, never change your mind Move on, I'll move on There's somebody out there living in despair Needing the words to this song Move on, I'll move on Can't spend my time making something for everyone This was supposed to be fun All I wanted was a blank page in a wide-open space And the one I love to come home to But I got caught up in the rat race, suddenly your embrace Doesn't hit the mark like it used to You make your bed with the ones you deserve Will you have the courage to project what you hold true? All of your words get reduced to a blurb Will you have the courage to project what you hold true? Don't listen to acceptance speeches Make them give it up, say that winner sucks Don't listen to these mindless screeches Nip me in the bud, come and get your hug Said you read it, did you get it? Bet you didn't Not gonna change, gonna change your mind You won't let it get embedded, apathetic I'll never change, never change your mind No thanks, oh great, complaints from saints, bad weather Too much time spent tryin' to stay in line No thanks, oh great, complaints from saints, more pressure Hard to know better if you're always right What's the meaning of this meme-less meme? The inception of a dreamless dream? I see you cringe at what I'm mentioning 'Cause caring hurts and all these feelings, they sting Playing through a headache when I got into a rhythm Playing through a headache aggravated by my enemies Can I reinvent it when I feel like I'm imprisoned? Can I reinvent it when I'm running out of memories? I don't need the credit, I need something overwhelming Save me from the pattern, I am giving into everything Can I reinvent it when I feel like I'm pretending? Can I reinvent it when I feel like I'm the enemy? All I wanted was a blank page in a wide-open space And the one I love to come home to But I got caught up in the rat race, suddenly your embrace Doesn't hit the mark like it used to You make your bed with the ones you deserve Will you have the courage to project what you hold true? All of your words get reduced to a blurb One man's cringe is another man's tattoo
Writer(s): Matthew James Mingus, William Swan, Jonathan David Mess, Timothy Thomas Feerick, Tilian Pearson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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