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Cream Of The Crop

Dance Gavin Dance

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 whack, my ass 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 two?



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 and 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 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 sellin' 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

Artista: Dance Gavin Dance



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