| Song | 20 Ft. Up |
| Artist | We Are The City |
| Album | Violent |
| a shooting star just 20’ up — i'm like a prisoner in my car, willing to try things i'll never admit | |
| i think i'm going to be sick, i'm bent out of shape — my bone head is full of it | |
| she saw her car lift up off of the lawn | |
| is it a sign or is she a fraud? | |
| i don't know |
| a shooting star just 20' up i' m like a prisoner in my car, willing to try things i' ll never admit | |
| i think i' m going to be sick, i' m bent out of shape my bone head is full of it | |
| she saw her car lift up off of the lawn | |
| is it a sign or is she a fraud? | |
| i don' t know |