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To the Other Side of Your Dreams
by Beezus Taylor and The Funeral Party
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"Let's take a drive to the cabin," you said
"Bring a few of our friends
Throw your stuff in the Delta '88
Sing together until the very end," well
I didn't expect the end to come so soon
I didn't expect you to leave me howling at the moon
Get your story straight, lover boy
It's not that you aren't sweet
Put that jewelry around my neck
After pretending to be asleep, well
I'm not gonna dwell on how things could be
Not after you dismembered me
Dance with me
To the other side of your dreams
Dance with me
To the other side of your dreams
Of your dreams
Mhm
You better get to your sister
She is screaming bloody murder
Gnashing her teeth and mumbling about
Something in the woods wanting to hurt her
The trees did something reprehensible
Then she put that same sickness in me with her number 2 pencil
Singing, "We're gonna get you, we're gonna get you"
Lock her down in the cellar
Try to get some sleep, Ash
And in the morning, it'll be better
Now I'm laughing as you drag me by my feet
Laughing with the lamps and the taxidermy
Come find me
A stark cross will mark my debris
Dance with me
To the other side of your dreams
Of your dreams
Mhm
"Let's take a drive to the cabin," you said
"Bring a few of our friends
Throw your stuff in the Delta '88
Sing together until the very end," well
I didn't expect the end to come so soon
I didn't expect you to leave me howling at the moon
Get your story straight, lover boy
It's not that you aren't sweet
Put that jewelry around my neck
After pretending to be asleep, well
I'm not gonna dwell on how things could be
Not after you dismembered me
Dance with me
To the other side of your dreams
Dance with me
To the other side of your dreams
Of your dreams
Mhm
You better get to your sister
She is screaming bloody murder
Gnashing her teeth and mumbling about
Something in the woods wanting to hurt her
The trees did something reprehensible
Then she put that same sickness in me with her number 2 pencil
Singing, "We're gonna get you, we're gonna get you"
Lock her down in the cellar
Try to get some sleep, Ash
And in the morning, it'll be better
Now I'm laughing as you drag me by my feet
Laughing with the lamps and the taxidermy
Come find me
A stark cross will mark my debris
Dance with me
To the other side of your dreams
Of your dreams
Mhm
