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Dance Gavin Dance - Here Comes The Winner
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tilian Pearson
Tilian Pearson
Vocals
Jonathan Mess
Jonathan Mess
Vocals
Will Swan
Will Swan
Guitar
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Bass
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Drums
Aric Garcia
Aric Garcia
Guitar
Sergio Medina
Sergio Medina
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tilian Pearson
Tilian Pearson
Songwriter
Jonathan Mess
Jonathan Mess
Songwriter
Will Swan
Will Swan
Songwriter
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Songwriter
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kris Crummett
Kris Crummett
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Line them up on a stage See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age Watch them fail by design Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shine Here comes the winner (That's my public figure) Here comes the winner (Taking perfect pictures) Here comes the winner (It's time to shock the blaow) Here comes the winner You can find me up on my high horse Cutting the bold ones down They look so hungry, but I'm well-fed, well-dressed Dead in the head It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all We don't tolerate whining Do a bitta good analysis, let's balance this, not backing out Put a little bitta time in this, a finalist and not in doubt I shake my scepter fresh and you smell like sphincter I'll pass my credit check and run through your sprinklers You name the time and the place, and I'm there Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air We look so poised and not too self aware I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement I grow tired of this game, make me feel like I'm to blame Fake cry, don't be that guy The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies Moments together, sell them well (I just watched you do that all to you) Oh, moments together (Find another person you can use) Moments together, sell them well (You're not that clever, easy to see through) Tear the best of us apart Don't take offers then act like you think you're gonna lose Make things awkward to see you faking gratitude Instructed to go auto-pilot, don't know the password You're sitting on a dildo pile, that's why your ass hurts So tell me that I am the love of your life I'll be in character batting my eyes We'll show them all the supreme prototype As ratings and followers peak right on time I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement I grow tired of this game, make me feel like I'm to blame Fake cry, don't be that guy The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies Moments together, sell them well (I just watched you do that all to you) Oh, moments together (Find another person you can use) Moments together, sell them well (You're not that clever, easy to see through) Tear the best of us apart You're so high, I'm so high You're so high, we're so high
Writer(s): Timothy Thomas Feerick, Tillian Pearson, William Swan, Jonathan David Mess, Matthew James Mingus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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