the grave I've been digging myself But there's room for two, six feet under the stars Six feet under the stars Six feet under the stars
the grave I've been digging myself But there's room for two Six feet under the stars Six feet under the stars Six feet under the stars
Taken there toll and nobody knows how I?m haunted Things that I?ve done there isn?t a price I can pay I have been broken I?ve been low You want to
Preklad: All Time Low. Six Feet Under The Stars.
I don't need a laser beam I don't need the time Leave me in the car tonight Rest your drunken mind I need your grace alone Lesser things are on your
your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone I love how you approach me Fresh white, with your pants, hanging grown man low
, on your video, video If you want me, you can watch me on your video phone I love how you approach me Fresh white with your pants hangin' grown man low
Jean, jean, roses are red All the leaves have gone green And the clouds are so low You can touch them, and so Come out to the meadow, jean Jean, jean
And she dance to this song and it goes Hey, now, now, watch her go down, oh We all got dreams and we all star reaching All star peaking, all star weekend
find that, Puff a dime stack Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, 'Rewind that' Niggaz know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low
think A nigga too pretty to sip a mixed drink But chicks think when they see I be a VIP, D I double D Y Be the cat that kick back, bring all the stars
the only thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right) I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that's right) They pop shit 'til we start
