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Dance Gavin Dance - Priviously Poncheezied

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[Verse 1]
You flap your lies like broken wings,
Spillin’ venom in the bloodline stream.
Every dinner table turned to war,
Every scar you left—I keep the score.

[Pre-Chorus]
You called it love, but it reeked of spite,
You burned the bridge and lit the night.
Now all that fuel you poured on me,
Is the fire that’ll set you free.

[Chorus]
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Light the match to your own abuse.
Every drop of hate you threw,
Comes right back to smother you.
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Taste the fire of the truth you loosed.
Family flames don’t burn out clean,
So choke on the gas, go drink gasoline.

[Verse 2]
You strutted proud in a crooked crown,
Dragged our name through the ashes town.
Fed on chaos, fed on pain,
But every feast will rot your name.

[Pre-Chorus]
Your poison tongue don’t make you king,
It’s just the sound of suffering.
And when the fire finds your fuse,
Remember what I screamed at you:

[Chorus]
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Light the match to your own abuse.
Every drop of hate you threw,
Comes right back to smother you.
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Taste the fire of the truth you loosed.
Family flames don’t burn out clean,
So choke on the gas, go drink gasoline.

[Bridge]
Blood’s no bond when the blood runs black,
Every curse you gave, I’m giving back.
You think you’re fire? You’re just a spark,
Dying fast in the endless dark.

[Breakdown]
Fuel your lies—watch them bleed,
Your legacy’s kerosene.
You want war? Then cut me loose,
Here’s your toast: gasoline goose.

[Final Chorus]
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Light the match to your own abuse.
Every drop of hate you threw,
Comes right back to smother you.
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Taste the fire of the truth you loosed.
Family flames don’t burn out clean,
So choke on the gas, go drink gasoline.

[Outro]
Feathers burn and ashes bloom,
Your hate became your living tomb.
No excuse, no truce—
Go drink gasoline, goose.

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