Letra de Low

[Verso 1]
Old folks have the best view here
Grids with grass and tin roof glare, now
A victory dance when no one's won
The pension dreams have come undone

[Coro]
Tell me what it's worth
Yeah, what it's worth
Tell me what it's worth
Yeah, what it's worth

[Puente]
Every morning there's a halo hanging from a thread
Every morning there's a halo hanging from a thread

[Verso 2]
Call, response as egos flair
Bitumen reflects a stare down
Tiny king lays down a ruse
I'm just coming up here for air
I'm just coming up here for air

[Coro]
Tell me what it's worth
Yeah, what it's worth
Tell me what it's worth
Yeah, what it's worth

[Puente]
Every morning there's a halo hanging from a thread
Every morning there's a halo hanging from a thread

[Instrumental]

[Conclusi�n]
So low
Low
So low
Low
Low