Strawberry's Daughters

Strawberry's Daughters
Oh, I know you feel it too
It’s a new era, make some room
You can bitch and moan
But you can’t ever knock me off my stride
Woah, no
Have you been sniffing glue?
Still attached to the things that we all outgrew?
Now everywhere that I go
I know that affluence will be my guide
At least for the night

Feels good man
I thinking I’m seeing me for what I am
But who you are I don’t even wanna start
Took a good plan
But all those put me downs were second hand
Projecting smoke was clouding up my art
What did we grow
That wrapped us up in wire ohms
Thought I wasn’t jaded only smart
What could we know
That would save us from the throws
Of offering up
Our Souls for gold
I don’t wanna do this just to leave empty handed
I don’t wanna break my heart and end up alone
Can we compromise in this great divide?
Well I hope so
Cause I know that you don’t believe in me
But I finally believe in myself
No one does it like we do
We’re like the sun when it’s eclipsed by the moon
Throw your sticks and stones
Let ‘em hate us baby it’s alright
We’ll be just fine
If I take matters in my own hands, save me
Or then I’m riding with the beast
I could always go and clone that bonehead
See my happiness increase

You expect me to make amends?
Take a shit in your brand new Benz
Bought the plot while we’re still not dead
Fuck them, f*** you!
Cough it up bitch, spit out the phlegm
Give the Saints a world to condemn
Still believe you’re a priceless gem?
Fuck them, f*** you!
You expect me to make amends?
911 and I’m running up with a gun
I’m never fun cause I think I’m the chosen one
A 5’4 Tom cruise jumps off of a bridge
I never thought
About how tall that is
He took my
He took all my possessions
Ruined all my progression
Got down
Down into depression
He taught us all a lesson
We’re not conceding
Just cause you’re miserable
Spitting image of a waste of space
We’re not conceding
Just cause you’re miserable
Spitting image of the things you hate
La canción 'Strawberry's Daughters' de Dance Gavin Dance nos sumerge en un ambiente de autoaceptación y superación. El narrador reconoce que es hora de dejar atrás lo viejo y abrir paso a una nueva era...