"The Downtown Dinosaur Gang, Pt. 3" lyrics
He finds it hard to see the pawns
Overshadowed by the plays on convertible boards
Who is that roaring near the king
I think she might just be the queen
Her brand new car is just a ghost
It needs no gas, it runs on toast
She's not alone, she brings a Glock to kill a dinosaur
Down we go
I wonder what there'll be left to see
Back at home after this world's collapsed on me
Pandora's box didn't require a key
So you opened it, opened it, opened it freely
And now we're chased down the avenues of this city
They look at us like a meal while salivating
Their breath is foetid, their hunger insatiable
In part three they're fucking unbeatable
Wild stars fill the blackest hearts
But we still shine bright, even when apart
Constantly thinking of what we should do
Even age resents us
Take me back to my youth
Some things are lost and never found
You can't take back what's missing now
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
You must hate the way they sound
Their voices cry to be heard out
Free of prejudice and doubt
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
He finds it hard to see the pawns
Overshadowed by the plays on convertible boards
Who is that roaring near the king
I think she might just be the queen
Her brand new car is just a ghost
It needs no gas, it runs on toast
She's not alone, she brings a Glock to kill a dinosaur
You caught me bleeding emotion just to feel again
I cut myself to see the colours in the crevices
It's slowly fading as it's flowing down my fingertips
In part three, I don't care where it fucking drips
Watch your back, it's getting late
Remember now, you didn't close the gate
You've ruined the party, don't you see it smarty
I get drunk, hardcore, and punch a dinosaur
I bleed emotion
Just you let it drip
I don't care if I fill an ocean
I wake in a sweat
Head to toe I'm spent
Let me sink below the surface
Let me sink like lead
Some things are lost and never found
You can't take back what's missing now
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
You must hate the way they sound
Their voices cry to be heard out
Free of prejudice and doubt
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
Overshadowed by the plays on convertible boards
Who is that roaring near the king
I think she might just be the queen
Her brand new car is just a ghost
It needs no gas, it runs on toast
She's not alone, she brings a Glock to kill a dinosaur
Down we go
I wonder what there'll be left to see
Back at home after this world's collapsed on me
Pandora's box didn't require a key
So you opened it, opened it, opened it freely
And now we're chased down the avenues of this city
They look at us like a meal while salivating
Their breath is foetid, their hunger insatiable
In part three they're fucking unbeatable
Wild stars fill the blackest hearts
But we still shine bright, even when apart
Constantly thinking of what we should do
Even age resents us
Take me back to my youth
Some things are lost and never found
You can't take back what's missing now
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
You must hate the way they sound
Their voices cry to be heard out
Free of prejudice and doubt
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
He finds it hard to see the pawns
Overshadowed by the plays on convertible boards
Who is that roaring near the king
I think she might just be the queen
Her brand new car is just a ghost
It needs no gas, it runs on toast
She's not alone, she brings a Glock to kill a dinosaur
You caught me bleeding emotion just to feel again
I cut myself to see the colours in the crevices
It's slowly fading as it's flowing down my fingertips
In part three, I don't care where it fucking drips
Watch your back, it's getting late
Remember now, you didn't close the gate
You've ruined the party, don't you see it smarty
I get drunk, hardcore, and punch a dinosaur
I bleed emotion
Just you let it drip
I don't care if I fill an ocean
I wake in a sweat
Head to toe I'm spent
Let me sink below the surface
Let me sink like lead
Some things are lost and never found
You can't take back what's missing now
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
You must hate the way they sound
Their voices cry to be heard out
Free of prejudice and doubt
I can't breathe under the words so I drown
Writer(s): Evgeny Starshinov, Maxim Shepelev, Sergey Rodionov, Thomas John Byrne
