Time to lay claim to the evidence
fingerprints sold me out, but our footprints wash away, from the docks downtown, and 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 it'sgoing straight to hell, pass me another bottle honey the jaeger's so sweet but if it keeps you around then i'm down, meet me on Thames street, i'll take you out though i'mhardly worth your time, in the cold you look so fierce but i'm warm enough, becausethe tensions like a fire, we'll hit South Broadway in a matter of minutes and like a bad movie, i'll drop a line, fall in the grave i'm digging myself, but there's room for two
*Six feet under the stars
-Six Feet Under The Stars -All Time Low (: