Letra da Música The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage Panic! At The Disco

Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beatAnd I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young but desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wivesSwear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wivesApplause, applause, no wait wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make:
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another pageAnd I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologueSwear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wivesSwear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wivesSwear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it upSwear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wivesSwear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes

Composição: Brent Wilson.