Dangers - To Finn, With Our Regrets lyrics
[Dangers - To Finn, With Our Regrets lyrics]
To Finn, with our regrets don’t look now
No, don’t look back
A little fester, a little rot
And a grim souvenir post
Dated from future haunts
Because we did we once swam in the sea
It’s tough, I know, to believe to conceive
But there were days we
Dove headfirst into waves
Days we let the sun melt the
Skin right from our face oh!
But now we’re dancing on graves
We’re dancing straight to hell
We’re singing the songs that belong
To a minor scale
Days it seemed we were a bit
More free to kiss with spit
To kiss goodbye what remained of bees
When the edge between our winter and spring
Didn’t always slip right by so seamlessly
But now we’re dancing on graves
We’re dancing straight to hell
We’re singing the songs that belong
To a minor scale
But now we’re dancing on graves
We’re dancing straight to hell
We’re singing the songs that belong to
Regretful keys and minor scales
I remember the rain, and I remember the
Smell of the dirt, of the pavement
Whenever it once fell
Yeah, we once dove straight into the sea
Headfirst and headstrong and hopefully
Choking on oil awash in the sun
With ultraviolet skin and particulate lungs
Those were the days we lived in bliss
When the places we loved weren’t
Yet the places we missed and we never cried
We felt no pain
And we danced all night under acid rain
And we never cried we felt no pain
We doused your parents in
That cheap champagne
And we went dancing on graves
We danced straight to hell
We went dancing on graves, for days
’til we had danced ourselves into that soil
And the songs we all sang
And the toasts we raised
As the sun set that day on our naiveté
As if the damage wasn’t already done
Like all that mattered was the truest love
No, don’t look back
A little fester, a little rot
And a grim souvenir post
Dated from future haunts
Because we did we once swam in the sea
It’s tough, I know, to believe to conceive
But there were days we
Dove headfirst into waves
Days we let the sun melt the
Skin right from our face oh!
But now we’re dancing on graves
We’re dancing straight to hell
We’re singing the songs that belong
To a minor scale
Days it seemed we were a bit
More free to kiss with spit
To kiss goodbye what remained of bees
When the edge between our winter and spring
Didn’t always slip right by so seamlessly
But now we’re dancing on graves
We’re dancing straight to hell
We’re singing the songs that belong
To a minor scale
But now we’re dancing on graves
We’re dancing straight to hell
We’re singing the songs that belong to
Regretful keys and minor scales
I remember the rain, and I remember the
Smell of the dirt, of the pavement
Whenever it once fell
Yeah, we once dove straight into the sea
Headfirst and headstrong and hopefully
Choking on oil awash in the sun
With ultraviolet skin and particulate lungs
Those were the days we lived in bliss
When the places we loved weren’t
Yet the places we missed and we never cried
We felt no pain
And we danced all night under acid rain
And we never cried we felt no pain
We doused your parents in
That cheap champagne
And we went dancing on graves
We danced straight to hell
We went dancing on graves, for days
’til we had danced ourselves into that soil
And the songs we all sang
And the toasts we raised
As the sun set that day on our naiveté
As if the damage wasn’t already done
Like all that mattered was the truest love