The hungry look on your face
The lost punks in the disco bar
Loading his gun
Loading his gun
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
The days run away like wild horses over the hills
I say the days run away like wild horses over the hills
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Like a busted book with a broken spine
Like a broken man with lots of time
How does it feel to be a bitched slap friend
You lock your door, I'll kick it in.
Like a whore in a bar, a boy in a park
Everybody needs their place
I'm just and empty account, I'm in the red
Like a bouncing check with lots to give
Like a man in the city who needs to breath some air
The tight rope walker, the negotiator everything things in check
Like a drunk who needs his wallet, just to remember his name
Like the mad old lady in the corner house who screams all night and day
If I get caught, will you do the same
If I get
If I get
If I get
Like a busted book with a broken spine
Like a broken man with lots of time
How does it feel to be a bitched slap friend
You lock your door, I'll kick it in
Like a whore in a bar, a boy in a park
Everybody needs their place
I'm just and empty account, I'm in the red
Like a bouncing check with lots to give
If I get caught, will you do the same
If I get
If I get
If I get
Spider - Shooting Stars/get Caught Lyrics
Spider - Shooting Stars/get Caught Lyrics
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The hungry look on your face
The lost punks in the disco bar
Loading his gun
Loading his gun
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
The days run away like wild horses over the hills
I say the days run away like wild horses over the hills
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Like a busted book with a broken spine
Like a broken man with lots of time
How does it feel to be a bitched slap friend
You lock your door, I'll kick it in.
Like a whore in a bar, a boy in a park
Everybody needs their place
I'm just and empty account, I'm in the red
Like a bouncing check with lots to give
Like a man in the city who needs to breath some air
The tight rope walker, the negotiator everything things in check
Like a drunk who needs his wallet, just to remember his name
Like the mad old lady in the corner house who screams all night and day
If I get caught, will you do the same
If I get
If I get
If I get
Like a busted book with a broken spine
Like a broken man with lots of time
How does it feel to be a bitched slap friend
You lock your door, I'll kick it in
Like a whore in a bar, a boy in a park
Everybody needs their place
I'm just and empty account, I'm in the red
Like a bouncing check with lots to give
If I get caught, will you do the same
If I get
If I get
If I get
The lost punks in the disco bar
Loading his gun
Loading his gun
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
The days run away like wild horses over the hills
I say the days run away like wild horses over the hills
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Shooting out the stars
Like a busted book with a broken spine
Like a broken man with lots of time
How does it feel to be a bitched slap friend
You lock your door, I'll kick it in.
Like a whore in a bar, a boy in a park
Everybody needs their place
I'm just and empty account, I'm in the red
Like a bouncing check with lots to give
Like a man in the city who needs to breath some air
The tight rope walker, the negotiator everything things in check
Like a drunk who needs his wallet, just to remember his name
Like the mad old lady in the corner house who screams all night and day
If I get caught, will you do the same
If I get
If I get
If I get
Like a busted book with a broken spine
Like a broken man with lots of time
How does it feel to be a bitched slap friend
You lock your door, I'll kick it in
Like a whore in a bar, a boy in a park
Everybody needs their place
I'm just and empty account, I'm in the red
Like a bouncing check with lots to give
If I get caught, will you do the same
If I get
If I get
If I get
Writer: Spider
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid