Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Planet Six. , by - Triple One. Release date: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Planet Six. |
| Respect the finer things cause we’re almost dead |
| I’m gone remain on my chair till our time is shed |
| Pinch my arm with all my might just to see I bled |
| Pour the bleach upon your ear for my testament |
| I can prove it once you see me for my excellence |
| Hold my breath of winter air till the message sends |
| We are all just having fun when the chapter ends |
| Read the name of all who spite me for my reverence |
| We are all people, in the end |
| What really matters, shoot my soul on out |
| To the rings of Saturn, what I was once told |
| Control my actions, they do not matter |
| Crack up when I’m in the slump |
| Crack eyes when I’m in the sun |
| Taking a run to nowhere |
| Going nowhere quick |
| Yelling please don’t hand me the gun |
| I’ve been out of my funds |
| Tied up with my hand on my dick |
| Yelling out fuck one on one |
| Call it off cause he crazy |
| My neighbours they hate me |
| Love lonely, cause lonely always treat me nice, |
| Try rolling the dice |
| Young boy going nowhere quick |
| Walk round with a pain in a fist |
| Cop it if he insist, and break hips |
| God know he don’t miss |
| Celebrate with a brew and a tic |
| So much as its revenge on those who lose nothing at all |
| Sorrows and signs we the legends of fall |
| Pain in my gut running straight through my nuts |
| Heaven gate on who wait we wait straight through the wall |
| Pause, we wait on nothing at all |
| 'Cause, swing sharp way straight through the door |
| Violinist violinist cause, I don’t know violent no more, |
| She knew me once before, |
| Violinist violinist cause, I don’t know violent no more, |
| She knew me once before, |
| Violinist violinist cause, I don’t know silence no more, |
| I know nothing at all |
| Respect the finer things cause we’re almost dead |
| I’m gone remain on my chair till our time is shed |
| Pinch my arm with all my might just to see I bled |
| Pour the bleach upon your ear for my testament |
| We are all people, in the end |
| What really matters, shoot my soul on out |
| To the rings of Saturn, what I was once told |
| Control my actions, they do not matter |
| Well, we came to do it like watch on your movement |
| Driving in force with no help for the fluid |
| Making it happen like daughters in rapid |
| I’ll struggle and drown for my brothers in arms |
| No help from the help that was written by land |
| Wish on a scar and get kissed by the damned |
| I won’t relieve til that door is a slam |
| And that portion of peace is rung out by a chant |
| Back looking through the eyes of a child |
| Stay sitting on the burial pile |
| Crack jaw but still yet to break |
| Play I’ll be locked at the gate |
| Sock in the pocket its principle law |
| Push in the back like his life left to call |
| Ring around rosie leave role at the door |
| Underdog coming wield blade like a sword |
| Hoping to run but the battle was strung |
| So its chorus it came without word |
| For what he become was a warrior’s son |
| Draped in vomit and feelings of hurt |
| I swear on the day where the millions lay |
| In a crater of soul made of dirt |
| The messenger cried like the doves in sky |
| Shed a tear for a kid with a curse |
| Respect the finer things cause we’re almost dead |
| I’m gone remain on my chair till our time is shed |
| Pinch my arm with all my might just to see I bled |
| Pour the bleach upon your ear for my testament |
| We are all people, in the end |
| What really matters, shoot my soul on out |
| To the rings of Saturn, what I was once told |
| Control my actions, they do not matter |
| Open mirror maze what a monster make |
| Fell into the gate like he bound for hades |
| Second day of work for a day of pay |
| Scrapping from the bottom in a cage of chain |