Novocaine

Album: American Beauty/American Psycho (2015)
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  • This is a black, black ski mask song
    So put all of your anger on
    In the truly gruesome do we trust
    I will always land on you like a sucker punch

    Singing I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare
    I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare

    If you knew, knew what the bluebirds sing at you
    You would never sing along
    Cast them out 'cause this is our culture
    These new flocks are nothing but vultures

    Because they took our love and they filled it up
    Filled it up with novocaine and now I'm just numb
    And now I'm just numb
    Don't mind me, I'm just a son of a gun
    So don't stop, don't stop 'till your heart goes numb
    And now I'm just numb
    I don't feel a thing for you

    I'm just a problem that doesn't wanna be solved
    So could you please hold your applause
    Take this sideshow and all its freaks
    And turn it into the silver screen dream

    Singing I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare
    I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare

    If you knew, knew what the bluebirds sing at you,
    You would never sing along
    Cast them out 'cause this is our culture
    These new flocks are nothing but vultures

    Because they took our love and they filled it up
    Filled it up with novocaine and now I'm just numb
    And now I'm just numb
    And don't mind me, I'm just a son of a gun
    So don't stop, don't stop 'till your heart goes numb
    And now I'm just numb
    I don't feel a thing for you

    I said one day the bell is gonna swallow me whole
    And I feel like a photo that's been overexposed

    Because they took our love and they filled it up
    Filled it up with novocaine and now I'm just numb
    And now I'm just numb
    Don't mind me, I'm just a son of a gun
    So don't stop, don't stop 'till your heart goes numb
    And now I'm just numb
    I don't feel a thing for you Writer/s: Andrew Hurley, Joseph Trohman, Patrick Stump, Peter Wentz, Uzi
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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