Nhạc sĩ: Jason Lytle
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
You said I'd wake up dead drunk, alone in the park I called you a liar, but how right you were The AC, TV, land, twenty grand, bike to the bank The shakes from the night before, stare at the tiki floor High school marriage ring keys are under the mats Of all of the houses here, but not the motels I try to sing it funny like Beck, but it's bringing me down Lower than ground, beautiful ground Lower than ground, beautiful ground Lower than ground, beautiful ground I try to sing it funny like Beck, but it's bringing me down Lower than ground, beautiful ground Beautiful ground Beautiful ground Beautiful ground Beautiful ground Beautiful ground