Lyrics Under the Great Black Sky - Fake Moss, Karin My

Under the Great Black Sky

I strike like to a match
Under my chair there’s a funeral candle
It lets so long
Under my chair there’s a funeral candle
It lets so long
And i’m here to stay
Under the great black sky
And I’m here to stay
Under the great black sky
Here to stay
Under the great black sky
Turn the heat it’s so cold in here
I’m freezing to death
My felts are raging scared from walk
And i’ll find my place
Seventy gram in a plastic bag
My work idle here
Under bridge stop by ca
On christmas day and I’m here to stay
Under the great black sky
And i’m here to stay
Under the great black sky
And I’m here to stay
Under the great black sky
And I’m here to stay
Under the great black sky