Lyric Context Universe
not like everybody somehow
trapped underneath the stairs
dealing with the fears
not like everybody somehow
trapped underneath the stairs
dealing with the fears
there's nothing like their mattresses
underneath the stair
the third time
there's nothing like their mattresses
underneath the stair
the third time
hoping they come to life
'cause underneath the stairs is where we
poured our first perfect pints
hoping they come to life
'cause underneath the stairs is where we
poured our first perfect pints
teachers on the prowl now you gotta run
underneath the stairs safety for awhile
feeling each other 'cause that's your style
teachers on the prowl now you gotta run
underneath the stairs safety for awhile
feeling each other 'cause that's your style
you've always been a city boy at heart
i've always loved the other life lying underneath the stairs
i need the space you only find on the back road
you've always been a city boy at heart
i've always loved the other life lying underneath the stairs
i need the space you only find on the back road