Click "Play" to play or space to stop. Lyrics: Dance Dance That's enough A modern concussion The room is on fire You're an upstanding model of a modern day Cain With impeccable style So now you've done a little wrong and you need to be forgiven And then you conjure up a fiction To get the pretty girl to listen This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell The moral objections to something so profane Oh but the deepest of convictions are the darkest positions little remissions for the varicose veins So now you've done a little wrong and you swear you didn't do it But volition left you burdened with a curse And you conjure up a fiction To get the pretty girls to listen This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell This is, the sin, that I Will confess to release myself From consequence and everyone can tell And everyone can tell And everyone can tell
Idkhbtfm ( I Dont Know How But They Found Me ) Ryan Seaman & Dallon Weekes
