Cream Of The Crop Lyrics by Dance Gavin Dance is latest English song with music also given by Kris Crummett. Cream Of The Crop song lyrics are written by Matt Mingus, Tim Feerick, Will Swan, Tilian, Jon Mess, Nick Marsh.
Cream Of The Crop Song Detail
| Song Name: | Cream Of The Crop |
| Singer: | Dance Gavin Dance |
| Composer: | Kris Crummett |
| Lyrics by: | Matt Mingus, Tim Feerick, Will Swan, Tilian, Jon Mess, Nick Marsh |
| Music Label: | Rise Records |
Cream Of The Crop Lyrics
Hey! You, are you sleeping in the woods?
Hey! You, are you sleeping like you should?
Are we pandas or camels or birds in a flock?
Are we caricatures, are we cream of the crop?
Started at the bottom of the page
Skipped right to the ending
For a glimpse of your fate
Do you get the better of the fame?
Or do you let it shatter over bonds
That you’ve made?
You love that staff, I get that back
My a$$ bamboo
I see the zebra f-f-flustered in thе zoo
You go from green to red and mean
Then down to bluе
We’re on the tenth
Is it the end or chapter 2?
Hoping when it feels like you’ve been chosen
You keep your ego from exploding
Check yourself and you’ll be rolling on
No sleep, I feel dead
Blend me in the wall, merge with bed
The mind is mush and I’m leaping off
The back of my head
When my own critique is all I’ve read
Give it some time, you may be selling out somebody
Stick to your guns and never sell out
’cause you want it
When it gets heavy, you can bail out
Regather, take a beat, come back steadier than ever
They’ll only know you by your disguise
Don’t have to show them every single side
Make it so you won’t need and an alibi
When the pitchfork comes out, you’ll be alright
Hey! You, are you sleeping in the woods?
Hey! You, are you sleeping like you should?
Are we pandas or camels or birds in a flock?
Are we caricatures, are we cream of the crop?
Hey! You, are you sleeping in the woods?
Hey! You, are you sleeping like you should?
Are we pandas or camels or birds in a flock?
Are we caricatures, are we cream of the crop?
Hoping, when it feels like you’ve been chosen
You keep your ego from exploding
Check yourself and you’ll be rolling on
Don’t sell yourself short, this is your moment
They’ll only know you by your disguise
Don’t have to show them every single side
Make it so you don’t need an alibi
Give it some time, you may be selling out somebody
Stick to your guns and never sell out
’cause you want it so bad
It’s heavy, bail out, regather
Take a beat and come back steadier than ever
Rip bangers, swang thangers
Go to shows, straight bops
Don’t rot, you should know
Rip bangers, swang thangers
Go to shows, straight bops
All I got, you should know