Shary-An
Shary-An - Six feet under lyrics
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Bring up the black suits Bring up the band and play the music out loud They might have liked you While everybody is crying, I'll be dancing around And he was walking along, like those shit don't stinks 'Cause flashing that smile, it's a devil his trick Bring up the black suits And bring up the band and play the music out loud I'mma hit the last nail in you coffin 'Cause your love is like a, like a corps to me I'mma dig a deep hole with my shovel Throwing all our memories I'll make sure your name is read in a stone Now that the love is gone, gone, gone It's burried six feet under ground I do the shovel, shovel I do the dirt throw When you know it's trouble You gotta let it go I do the shovel, shovel I do the dirt throw When you know it's trouble You gotta let it go You gotta let it go Maybe the crime in my mind that you had some business on the side Maybe the crime is that you never really picked the time To hide your lying, you can't even deny it Other reason why I'm six feet under and I'm flying Bring up the black suits Bring up the band and play the music out loud I'mma hit the last nail in you coffin 'Cause your love is like a, like a corps to me I'mma dig a deep hole with my shovel Throwing all our memories I'll make sure your name is read in a stone Now that the love is gone, gone, gone It's burried six feet under ground I'mma bringing flowers I'm in it, 'cause the see Shots at the bar Fown like a submarine Maybe start a fight Or just keep it clean Either way, I'll celebrate I'mma bringing flowers I'm in it, 'cause the see Shots at the bar Fown like a submarine Maybe start a fight Or just keep it clean Either way, I'll celebrate I do the shovel, shovel I do the dirt throw When you know it's trouble You gotta let it go I do the shovel, shovel I do the dirt throw When you know it's trouble You gotta let it go You gotta let it go I'mma hit the last nail in you coffin 'Cause your love is like a, like a corps to me I'mma dig a deep hole with my shovel Throwing all our memories I'll make sure your name is read in a stone Now that the love is gone, gone, gone It's burried six feet under ground I'll make sure your name is read in a stone Now that the love is gone, gone, gone It's burried six feet under ground I do the shovel, shovel I do the dirt throw When you know it's trouble You gotta let it go I do the shovel, shovel I do the dirt throw When you know it's trouble You gotta let it go