Fitted with a crown at the monument
Hoping that we wouldn’t slip
You curled up in my lap like a worn out cat
Fear secured within your grip
Let’s have a dance party
Washington and 4th, hear the shots ring out
Bullets pierce the indigo sky
Silence like a cape over everything
Solitary muffled cry
Motherfuckin’ dance party
If it’s a waking nightmare we’re in
And forging ahead has left us for dead
I don’t care anymore, I don’t care anymore
I don’t care, I don’t care
And that’s why I said
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