Panic At The Disco

Panic At The Disco - A Fever You Can't Sweat Out lyrics

Stop stalling. Make a name for yourself.

Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out.

If you talk, you better walk, you better back your shit up

With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun

Start talking, "a sensonalist"

Oh he's slightly clever, to just a certain extent

If you talk, you better walk, you better keep your mouth shut.

With more than good hooks while you're under the gun

(panic! meet the press)

It's time for us to take a chance

It's time for us to take a chance

(panic! meet the press)

It's time for us to take a chance

It's time for us

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders.

Don't approve a single word that we wrote.

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders.

Don't approve a single word that we wrote.

I'm burning. and I'm blackening my lungs

Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue

If you talk, you better walk, you better back your shit up

With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun

Start talking, "a sensationalist"

Oh he's slighty clever, to just a certain extent.

Oh keep quiet! Let us sing like the doves,

Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof.

Just for the record,

The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:

A. indifference and

B. disinterest in what the critics say

It's time for us to take a chance

It's time for us

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders.

Don't approve a single word that we wrote.

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders.

Don't approve a single word that we wrote.

Just for the record,

The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:

A. indifference and

B. disinterest in what the critics say

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders.

Don't approve a single word that we wrote.

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders.

Don't approve a single word that we wrote.

Just for the record,

The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:

A. indifference and

B. disinterest in what the critics say

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