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
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
Traduzione: All Time Low. Six Feet Under The Stars.
So what, you think this is usual? Strange moon, strange land, strange man. Hold the hands of tiny horses, Hold them, hold them kindly, man. Low Red Moon
Hell nah I refuse to loose respect, break necks To get mines big niggas get checked And it don't matter who ya are Cause once you're dead and gone, lfacin' up at stars
.W.K] I use to sit and watch the Flinstones, Gucci rolls and herringbones Bezel sets and baguettes, while talking on my cell phone From Bo-Bo's to Air Macs, low
this thing these boys can't mess with me, these boys can't test me What's left to see, is that boy R-E double D I'm a star sipping bar in the car, sitting
your host with the plan Instead of parlaying, I know these niggas feel what I'm saying Cause all G's from Houston Texas, now you know where I'm staying Crawling low
be, it's under the bomb concedes me Man tone large land, and pool and concrete Running, from Federal agents with surveillance taping Five star rate, seven
[Chorus x2] I'm chilling with my broad, and you already know And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low If I don't call back, don't put on a show
casting couch A star is gonna be born A star with the stature of a Harlow Who's doomed And groomed to enrapture All her co-stars, and stuntmen, the co-stars
t got what I'm knockin' Mutha fucka I'ma attempt to get me The convo before I go Joe Blow I'm robbin' niggas for they doe And hittin' the cuts and lay low