Six feet under the ground
Counting the days til I am found
Climb up out of my grave
Then I am saved by the thundering sound
And I don't make any sense
Look past my pretense
There isn't that much
And if I was making it up
How could I breathe with my esophagus shut
Jacob Leevai - Pretense Lyrics
Jacob Leevai - Pretense Lyrics
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English
Six feet under the ground
Counting the days til I am found
Climb up out of my grave
Then I am saved by the thundering sound
And I don't make any sense
Look past my pretense
There isn't that much
And if I was making it up
How could I breathe with my esophagus shut
Counting the days til I am found
Climb up out of my grave
Then I am saved by the thundering sound
And I don't make any sense
Look past my pretense
There isn't that much
And if I was making it up
How could I breathe with my esophagus shut
Writer: Jacob Ostrer
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