Video Six Feet de Patent Pending 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Patent Pending - Six Feet Lyrics

(Welcome to the real world kid. You didn't ask to be here but this is where you areAnd this is all you will know and this is all you will do. Follow me.)Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. NOW!Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down, get your beak into the dirtCause the birds out there still waking up are the last to get their wormAnd even when the table's full only the foolish slow downI've been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go roundBeen working to the bone, been burning both endsTrying to make them meet before we're hungry againSo it's left, right, left, down, the trail of the deadAnd only six feet between me and catching my breathOnly six feet between me and getting some restLeft. Right, Left. Right. Left. Right. ALL RIGHTGotta grind through the slow timesCause thinking about the clock don't make the time flyWhen you're counting down the minutes, adding up the hours givenRemember the fact, the fight ain't over just because you think you're finishedWhen you hear the whistle blow, only the weakest go homeLike their pain don't put food on their plateBeen working to the bone, been burning both endsTrying to make them meet before we're hungry againSo it's left, right, left, down, the trail of the deadAnd only six feet between me and catching my breathBeen working to the bone, been burning both endsTrying to make them meet before we're hungry againSo it's left, right, left, down, the trail of the deadAnd only six feet between me and catching my breathOnly six feet between me and getting some rest(You're keeping up I see. Well, it's a big world and it's only getting biggerAnd if you want to be the best then you've got to beat the best.)Ain't nobody coming when you make the callCause every man's gunning for the first to fallFill the bucket till the well runs dryIt's left, right, left, till the day you dieAin't nobody coming when you make the callCause every man's gunning for the first to fallFill the bucket till the well runs dryIt's left, right, left, till the day you dieAin't nobody coming when you make the callCause every man's gunning for the first to fallFill the bucket till the well runs dryIt's left, right, left, till the day you dieBeen working to the bone, been burning both endsTrying to make them meet before we're hungry againSo it's left, right, left, down, the trail of the deadSometimes those six feet look tempting, I've gotta confessBeen working to the bone, been burning both endsTrying to make them meet before we're hungry againSo it's left, right, left, down, the trail of the deadAnd only six feet between me and catching my breathOnly six feet between me and getting some rest