Nhạc sĩ: Meg Myers, Christian Leggy Langdon
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Fake it, make it, I can't breathe Beautiful lover, leave me be I'm better off on my own It's too much baby, I can't take it So give my love to the broken hearted They never have, and they never will All I want is to be happy But what is happy? Looking up at the falling stars In a black sky, you don't know where you are And give me space, give me no more sound Get my regards from the underground Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Get my regards from the underground Hide me in the forest green Don't want no part of the hipster scene I'd rather die, be buried alive All I want is to be happy But what is happy? Looking up at the falling stars In a black sky, you don't know where you are And give me space, give me no more sound Get my regards from the underground Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Get my regards from the underground I don't know when it starts to hurt I can run, run away Through the back roads and the highways Looking up at the falling stars In a black sky, you don't know where you are And give me space, give me no more sound Get my regards from the underground Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Get my regards from the underground Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Get my regards from the underground Sorry