Shary-An - Six Feet Under

Bring up the black suits
Bring up the band and play the music out loud
They might have liked you
While everybody is crying, I'll be dancing around

And he was walking along, like those shit don't stinks
'Cause flashing that smile, it's a devil his trick
Bring up the black suits
And bring up the band and play the music out loud

I'mma hit the last nail in you coffin
'Cause your love is like a, like a corps to me
I'mma dig a deep hole with my shovel
Throwing all our memories

I'll make sure your name is read in a stone
Now that the love is gone, gone, gone
It's burried six feet under ground

I do the shovel, shovel
I do the dirt throw
When you know it's trouble
You gotta let it go

I do the shovel, shovel
I do the dirt throw
When you know it's trouble
You gotta let it go
You gotta let it go

Maybe the crime in my mind that you had some business on the side
Maybe the crime is that you never really picked the time
To hide your lying, you can't even deny it
Other reason why I'm six feet under and I'm flying

Bring up the black suits
Bring up the band and play the music out loud

I'mma hit the last nail in you coffin
'Cause your love is like a, like a corps to me
I'mma dig a deep hole with my shovel
Throwing all our memories I'll make sure your name is read in a stone
Now that the love is gone, gone, gone
It's burried six feet under ground

I'mma bringing flowers
I'm in it, 'cause the see
Shots at the bar
Fown like a submarine
Maybe start a fight
Or just keep it clean
Either way, I'll celebrate

I'mma bringing flowers
I'm in it, 'cause the see
Shots at the bar
Fown like a submarine
Maybe start a fight
Or just keep it clean
Either way, I'll celebrate

I do the shovel, shovel
I do the dirt throw
When you know it's trouble
You gotta let it go

I do the shovel, shovel
I do the dirt throw
When you know it's trouble
You gotta let it go
You gotta let it go

I'mma hit the last nail in you coffin
'Cause your love is like a, like a corps to me
I'mma dig a deep hole with my shovel
Throwing all our memories

I'll make sure your name is read in a stone
Now that the love is gone, gone, gone
It's burried six feet under ground

I'll make sure your name is read in a stone
Now that the love is gone, gone, gone
It's burried six feet under ground

I do the shovel, shovel
I do the dirt throw
When you know it's trouble
You gotta let it go

I do the shovel, shovel
I do the dirt throw
When you know it's trouble
You gotta let it go