Letras:
The Calling Chasing The Sun

The sky is her blue eyes Begin to open The storm is upon me But I'm chasing the sun And she's got me down on my knees Trying to crawl Through all

The sky is her blue eyes Begin to open The storm is upon me But I'm chasing the sun And she's got me down on my knees Trying to crawl Through all

The sky is her blue eyes Begin to open The storm is upon me But I'm chasing the sun And she's got me down on my knees Trying to crawl Through all

be humble, we balling Catch me father please, cause I'm falling, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya calling, can I get some more? Hail

t know where it ends. It doesn't matter now, as long as we're as one, we'll take the next bus destination: setting sun. Graduate, paper chase, we'll

was for the hell of the fun On a carousel, so around I spun With no direction, just tryna get some Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun And so

gon miss you Chorus FLIPMODE SQUAD Here to drop bombs AGAINST ALL ODDS Still remain gods GRIP YOUR ARM We always come hard THE WORLD IS OURS Call a

Prisoner or passenger A free man on scavenger I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter Who will be there Cover when you fall We're all chasing something How come you never call

run, from the one That they called Sheriff Spark Six guns by their side and Bullets around the waist Two shots to the sky Sing the sound for the chase