So... Who's going first?
I will.
S's Song:
Panic! At The Disco-Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
No liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
You shoulda' seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I was the king of this hologram
Where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
Memories tend to just pop up
Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves
Five-thousand people with designer drugs
Don't think I'll ever get enough (don't think I'll ever get enough)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying "If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe"
Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time
It's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright
It's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
What are these footprints?
They don't look very human like
Now I wish that I could find my clothes
Bedsheets and a morning rose
I wanna wake up
Can't even tell if this is a dream
How did we end up in my neighbors pool
Upside down with a perfect view?
Bar to bar at the speed of sound
Fancy feet dancing through this town
Lost my mind in a wedding gown
Don't think I'll ever get it now
(Don't think I'll ever get it now)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying "If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe"
Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time
I'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I usually don't fall when I try to stand
I lost a bet to a guy in a Chiffon skirt
But I make these high heels work
I've told you time and time again
I'm not as think as you drunk I am
And we all fell down when the sun came up
I think we've had enough
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though
It's a hell of a feeling though
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels and a smoke alarm
This night is heating up
Raise hell and turn it up
Saying "If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe"
Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time
How-?
Your turn~ I still ship you with Rockstar Freddy, btw!
*blushes* S!!!!!!!
M's Song:
Set It Off-Dancing With The Devil
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
You best sleep with a blanket and a shovel
'Cause life's too short to be dancing with the devil
Where am I? My hands are tied
Turn on the lights, and I see you standing
Over me, it's hard to breathe
I can't believe that you'd do this to me
Years of us building the trust up
No love was ever enough
I'm foolish to think we were friends
It's funny how it ends
You know, when times get tough you always give up
I know your smoking gun's the tip of your tongue
You take your aim to point the blame, it's time we let it go
So save your lies, behind those eyes you're a devil in disguise
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
You best sleep with a blanket and a shovel
'Cause life's too short to be dancing with the devil
Now it's time to pay the price
No playing nice when you live so selfish
Have a drink and make a scene
Embarrass me 'cause you're lost and hopeless
Years of us building the trust up
No love was ever enough
I'm foolish to think we were friends
It's funny how it ends
And you know, when times get tough you always give up
I know your smoking gun's the tip of your tongue
You take your aim to point the blame, it's time you let it go
So save your lies, behind those eyes you're a devil in disguise
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
You best sleep with a blanket and a shovel
'Cause life's too short to be dancing with the devil
You try to act as if you're saving me
But you wouldn't cut the rope if it was hanging me
I'm sick of people saying what you sow you reap
'Cause I've been counting down the minutes of that, so to speak
Think of all the hours and hours of grind that would it turned into sour findings
As I wonder if our resigning is becoming the silver lining
But I'm not a coward, I'm fighting 'cause if they're the meat, then I'm biting
Go ahead ignoring and smiling 'cause I'm climbing till I let you know
When times get tough you always give up
I know your smoking gun's the tip of your tongue
You take your aim to point the blame, it's time you let it go
So save your lies, behind those eyes
And yeah, you know, when times get tough you always give up
I know your smoking gun's the tip of your tongue
You take your aim to point the blame, it's time you let it go
So save your lies, behind those eyes you're a devil in disguise
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
You best sleep with a blanket and a shovel
'Cause life's too short to be dancing with the devil
M, that was amazing!
How do you know P!ATD?!?!
I listen to then a lot...
