BURNING RUBBER

Killdozer

Nathan James -
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Artist:
Nathan James 

Produced by: 
 (@Athrsmusic)
(@Taylorjoos)
(@Tosh_thedrummer)

Shot & Edited by: 
Trevor Potter (@Trevorpotter)

Song: "Cinderella"
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#Rock​ #Alternative​ #punk​

LYRICS:

INTRO:
Open

CHORES:
Be my tragedy 
Sweet like cavities 
One night fantasy 
Like Cinderella 
Cinderella 

VERSE 1:
Back to the hotel 
Picken up my ID 
Feel out a my pocket 
on the 13th floor 

Back to the night club 
Homies gettin kicked out 
Cocaine in the bathroom at encore 

Party bus wildin
Pouring shots driving 
Ignoring all the sirens 

Goin to the strip club 

Yea we throwing ones up 
Searching for my next love 
And then I found her

PRE CHORES:
Cinderella come and kiss me

Cinderella give me give me 

Cinderella 

Cinderella 

CHORES:
Be my tragedy 
Sweet like cavities 
On night fantasy 
Like Cinderella 
Cinderella 

VERSE 2:
Up and down the cat walk 
Watch her take it all off 
I’m throw it all 
before the songs over 
Yea she love to tease me 
She don’t make it easy 
Why don’t you come over and please me 

Now she coming over 
This is what I told her 
Baby have you ever 
Partied with a rockstar

Spinnin through my head 
I want you in my bed 
Ask her to come over 
And I said 

PRE CHORES:
Cinderella come and kiss me

Cinderella give me give me 

Cinderella 

Cinderella 

CHORES:
Be my tragedy 
Sweet like cavities 
On night fantasy 
Like Cinderella 
Cinderella 

Be my tragedy 
Sweet like cavities 
On night fantasy 
Like Cinderella 
Cinderella 

BRIDGE:

A Love story over before it started 

Love story over before it started

Casually you made me your target 

Reality is this just a day dream 

CHORES:
Be my tragedy 
Sweet like cavities 
On night fantasy 
Like Cinderella 
Cinderella 

Be my tragedy 
Sweet like cavities 
On night fantasy 
Like Cinderella 
Cinderella

Cinderella

Appetite

Jeepers Creepers

Hands up
Put the money in the fuckin bag
Shut up
Put your family in a body bag
Hands up
Give me everything you fuckin have
Do it fast
Got your momma in a fuckin van

I've done shit you only dream of
You ain't never shot a gun
You probly never even seen one

Believe in Ghosts
You'll be lookin like you seen one
When I pull this trigger
Then you'll really fuckin be one

I got away with it

Used to have to rob them stores

I got away with it

Stomach hurt when I was poor

I got a taste of it

Always dreamt of having more

I had to scrape for it

Now we're kickin in the fuckin door

Hands up
Put the money in the fuckin bag
Shut up
Put your family in a body bag
Hands up
Give me everything you fuckin have
Do it fast
Got your momma in a fuckin van

Give me everything you fuckin have

I pop out the van
Ain't gotta ask
I'm lower class
A piece of trash
With a gun and a mask

You smokin rags
I got that gas
I'm not a fan of your band
But I see you Imma clap

I'm always chasin it

Nights I had nowhere to sleep

I'm always chasin it

Days I had nothin to eat

I got a taste of it

Pay the rent or electricity?

I had to scrape for it

But you know I keep that heat on me

Hands up
Put the money in the fuckin bag
Shut up
Put your family in a body bag
Hands up
Give me everything you fuckin have
Do it fast
Got your momma in a fuckin van

Give me everything you fuckin have

Ghost Squad
Put them masks on
If you had to do some odd jobs
To keep the lights on
This is our song

Ghost Squad
Make them opps drop
Took them stones that you throw
Flipped em like they crack rocks
Hit the cash box

Ghost Squad
Put them masks on
Yeah we had to do some odd jobs
To keep the lights on
This is our song

Ghost Squad
Make the show stop
When we show up
With them guns cocked
Yeah we make them 
motherfuckin heads knock

We make them mother fuckin heads knock

Cinderella

Nathan James

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