Six Feet Under The Stars (ATL’s Version) All Time Low

[Verse 1]

Time to lay claim to the evidence

Fingerprints sold me out

But our footprints washed away from the docks downtown

It's been getting late for days

And I think myself deserving of a little time off

We can kick it, hang for hours

And just mouth off about the world

And how we know it's going straight to hell

[Pre-Chorus]

Pass me another bottle, honey

The Jager's so sweet

But if it keeps you around then I'm down

[Chorus]

Meet me on Thames Street

I'll take you out though I'm hardly worth your time

In the cold you look so fierce, but I'm warm enough

Because the tension's 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've been digging myself

But there's room for two

Six feet under the stars