Six Feet Under The Stars

Time to lay claim to the evidence, Fingerprints sold me out but, our footprints washed away, from the docks down town, it's been getting late for days, and i think myself deserving of, a little time off. We can kick it here for hours, and just mouth off about the world, and how we know its going straight to hell pass me another bottle honey, the Jager's so sweet, but if it keeps you around, Ghold through "meet me on" then i'm down. (Chorus) Meet me on Thame's street I'll take you out though i'm hardly i'm worth your time in the cold you look so fierce but I'm warming up because the tension's like a fire We'll hit south broadway in a matter of minutes like a bad movie I'll drop a line fall in the grave I've been digging myself but there's room for two, six feet under the stars. i should have known better than to call you out (on a night like this, a night like this) if not for you i know i'd tear this place to the ground (but i'm alright like this, alright like this) i'm gunna roll the dice before you sober up and get gone, I'm always in over my head Chorus X1 it's time to lay claim to the evidence fingerprints sold me out but our footprints washed away i'm guilty but i'm safe for one more day Overdressed and underage. do you really need to see an ID this is embarrassing as hell, but i can cover for it so well when we're six feet under the stars Chorus X1 Whoa-oh oh-ohh Whoa-oh oh-ohh Whoa-oh oh-ohh Whoa-oh oh-ohh Whoa-oh oh-ohh Whoa-oh oh-ohh Six feet under the stars