Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gutter Stars , by - Itch. Release date: 29.07.2013
Song language: English
Gutter Stars |
| Welcome to where we come from |
| Ain’t nothing that we run from |
| We just ??? |
| Got these broken bones |
| From these broken homes |
| The street kid learns what the hobo knows |
| That there’s more love on the street |
| Than what the photo shows |
| Got these special connections |
| And now we hold them close |
| See my friends decompose |
| Don’t choke on those |
| Seventeen years old and I overdose |
| ?? |
| the homes in which we ?? |
| As the crumble to dust |
| Like a rose left in the cold |
| Go abandoned us |
| Left us here in the land of broke trust |
| We live like the kings and queens who went bust |
| We building our castles out of cardboard boxes |
| ?? |
| the rats ?? |
| the foxes |
| Tower blocks, they revel in dysfunction |
| Hey Zeale, tell these fools where we come from |
| Yeah we’re all in the gutter some are looking at stars |
| Looking at stars |
| Some are looking at stars |
| Yeah we’re all in the gutter some are looking at the stars |
| Looking at the stars |
| Some are looking at the stars |
| Cause the king is dead! |
| The futures dead! |
| Hope is dead! |
| The whole world is dead! |
| Yeah we’re all in the gutter some are looking at stars |
| Looking at stars |
| Some are looking at stars |
| Got the stars, we got the stars |
| Zeale: |
| Yo! |
| Wassup I live in a world man |
| Shit is going global |
| Radiate the masses like explosions at Chernobyl |
| Possibly that’s why I speak with the verbosity of Socrates |
| Trying all these angles like isosceles |
| To make the world a better place, dude |
| I think Illuminati is working on its last move |
| Children wearing body armour in the classroom |
| Tsunamis they ??? |
| building untill they crash through |
| Thats why I never spit the same song |
| So tell Zac the machine ain’t gonna rage on |
| So let the people sing and let the music play |
| Before it get darker than the opposite of day |
| Cause now we got the Itch and my DJ got the scratch |
| You and ??? |
| ain’t ready for the attack |
| Yo, I’d like to welcome you to babylon |
| Tell Eve 'bout to drop the Adam bomb |
| Itch: |
| I’m gonna take this world in my hands and skull-fuck it |
| Kick it in its stupid face; |
| donkey punch it |
| Everything broken I fucking cut it |
| I live for this sorta; |
| confrontation I love it |
| The king is dead |
| Yeah, we scatter his riches |
| Scavenger circles |
| A? |
| of? |
| How many bitches' pictures do I send in to leave your lips in stitches |
| Itch: |
| Yeah were all in the gutter |
| But some are looking at the stars |