20 Ft. Up lyrics

by

We Are The City


A shooting star
Just twenty feet up
I'm like a prisoner in my car
Willing to try things I'll never admit

I think i'm going to be sick
I'm bent out of shape
My bone head is full of it
She saw her car lift up off of the lawn
Is it a sign or is she a fraud?
I don't know

A shooting star
Just twenty feet up
I'm like a prisoner in my car
Willing to try things I'll never admit

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