Can't defend your code, nothing lasts forever
Sneaky undertones give way to adventure
Don't tell me what to believe
No, don't tell me when to be free
Hatch another tale for you to sell
Story's getting stale, we know the smell
You like 'em in submission
But all you give is ammunition
You underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission
Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?
Are you looking for love?
Copacetic, manifest and get the deal done
Fight the, fight the, fight the, fight the revolution
Long nights in jail
I think I met the one, he posted my bail
Took me to Heaven when we manned up and scaled
Eleven stories making plans
To fight the, to fight the revolution
Get up out my house, I know you're both lying
You look older than your age, and yeah, I think you're dying
I'll shoot you in my yard, I love to hear crying
Get up out my house bitch, I ain't Bryan
Don't tell me what to believe
No, don't tell me when to be free
Save it for the sheep already tamed
I answer to me, unashamed
You like 'em in submission
But all you give is ammunition
You underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission
Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?
Are you looking for love?
Copacetic, manifest and get the deal done
Fight the, fight the, fight the, fight the revolution
Long nights in jail
I think I met the one, he posted my bail
Took me to Heaven when we manned up and scaled
Eleven stories making plans
To fight the, to fight the revolution
Get up out my house, I know you're both lying
You look older than your age, and yeah, I think you're dying
I'll shoot you in my yard, I love to hear crying
Get up out my house bitch, I ain't Bryan
Long Nights in Jail Video (MV)
Performed By: Dance Gavin Dance
Written by: Jonathan Mess, Matthew Mingus, Nicholas Brian Marsh, Tilian, Timothy Feerick, Will Swan
Dance Gavin Dance - Long Nights in Jail Lyrics
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Can't defend your code, nothing lasts forever
Sneaky undertones give way to adventure
Don't tell me what to believe
No, don't tell me when to be free
Hatch another tale for you to sell
Story's getting stale, we know the smell
You like 'em in submission
But all you give is ammunition
You underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission
Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?
Are you looking for love?
Copacetic, manifest and get the deal done
Fight the, fight the, fight the, fight the revolution
Long nights in jail
I think I met the one, he posted my bail
Took me to Heaven when we manned up and scaled
Eleven stories making plans
To fight the, to fight the revolution
Get up out my house, I know you're both lying
You look older than your age, and yeah, I think you're dying
I'll shoot you in my yard, I love to hear crying
Get up out my house bitch, I ain't Bryan
Don't tell me what to believe
No, don't tell me when to be free
Save it for the sheep already tamed
I answer to me, unashamed
You like 'em in submission
But all you give is ammunition
You underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission
Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?
Are you looking for love?
Copacetic, manifest and get the deal done
Fight the, fight the, fight the, fight the revolution
Long nights in jail
I think I met the one, he posted my bail
Took me to Heaven when we manned up and scaled
Eleven stories making plans
To fight the, to fight the revolution
Get up out my house, I know you're both lying
You look older than your age, and yeah, I think you're dying
I'll shoot you in my yard, I love to hear crying
Get up out my house bitch, I ain't Bryan
Sneaky undertones give way to adventure
Don't tell me what to believe
No, don't tell me when to be free
Hatch another tale for you to sell
Story's getting stale, we know the smell
You like 'em in submission
But all you give is ammunition
You underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission
Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?
Are you looking for love?
Copacetic, manifest and get the deal done
Fight the, fight the, fight the, fight the revolution
Long nights in jail
I think I met the one, he posted my bail
Took me to Heaven when we manned up and scaled
Eleven stories making plans
To fight the, to fight the revolution
Get up out my house, I know you're both lying
You look older than your age, and yeah, I think you're dying
I'll shoot you in my yard, I love to hear crying
Get up out my house bitch, I ain't Bryan
Don't tell me what to believe
No, don't tell me when to be free
Save it for the sheep already tamed
I answer to me, unashamed
You like 'em in submission
But all you give is ammunition
You underrate their intuition
They won't ask for your permission
Dinner jacket, how's the rabbit taste on your tongue?
Finer palate, how's your dad's estate?
Are you looking for love?
Copacetic, manifest and get the deal done
Fight the, fight the, fight the, fight the revolution
Long nights in jail
I think I met the one, he posted my bail
Took me to Heaven when we manned up and scaled
Eleven stories making plans
To fight the, to fight the revolution
Get up out my house, I know you're both lying
You look older than your age, and yeah, I think you're dying
I'll shoot you in my yard, I love to hear crying
Get up out my house bitch, I ain't Bryan
Writer: Jonathan Mess, Matthew Mingus, Nicholas Brian Marsh, Tilian, Timothy Feerick, Will Swan
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management