The Peak of Superstition

Album cover art for "The Peak of Superstition" by Dance Gavin Dance

Dance Gavin Dance - Rock, Psychedelic Rock

The Peak of Superstition

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[Verse 1: Andrew Wells] Running out of luck I'm at my wits end Have I lost the plot? Gonna kiss my cross goodnight Drop in my last dime Just to hear that chime ring On my knees I pray Need a big payday now [Chorus: Andrew Wells] We can make this right In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night [Verse 2: Jon Mess & Andrew Wells] The superstition's at its peak Which side needs to be dunked in bleach? Which gollum's more wholesome? (In all these memories) Our country has so many friends We give them funds to kill some kids Whosе gollum? We're gollum (Make my drеams come true) [Breakdown: Jon Mess] Envision it, condition it Assistance is free Avoid the war inside and let the lie Indulge and retrieve Destroy the corner stores and corridors When they ask us to leave Beneath the bottom of our mantra's written Burns like we need Beneath the bottom of our mantra's written Burns like we need [Verse 3: Andrew Wells] I deserve a win Let me get an amen Am I being played? Am I being saved now? What the fuck is this shit? Let me get a witness [Chorus: Andrew Wells] We can make this right In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night [Bridge: Andrew Wells] When I wake this time, can I shake this? Fumbling the lines like I'm wasted I'm entertained and still in pain It's all just doom and gloom, hotel rooms Reduced rates Back up, don't touch me Stealin' shit from me Taking up all my time Let me up the ante Genie, can you grant me Wishes that will blow my mind? [Verse 4: Jon Mess] Dent, dimple, ding or divot (My effort is ease) Boot on my neck is your father (Prayin' on his knees) Losing my time is painless Losing my mind is blameless Blameless, blameless, blameless I was born inside the Matrix They want me here because I hate this At least it's not the Middle Ages We didn't make it Go back to sleeping Go back to screaming The mind, it wants and only knows To sell itself another master [Chorus: Andrew Wells & Jon Mess] We can make this right In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night In the dead of the night (This feels like, feels like you can't persuade me) In the dead of the night (I was born inside the Matrix) (Gonna get this right, get what you gave me) In the dead of the night (This feels like, feels like you can't persuade me) In the dead of the night (I was born inside the Matrix) In the dead of the night (Gonna get this right, get what you gave me) (I was born inside the Matrix)

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Credits

Writers
  • Will Swan
  • Andrew Wells (Vocalist)
  • Jon Mess
  • Sergio Medina
  • Martin Bianchini
  • Matt Mingus