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
We Are the City - 20 Ft. Up Lyrics
We Are the City - 20 Ft. Up Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: Andrew Huculiak, Cayne McKenzie, David Menzel
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Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SERVICES, INC.