The Bastards: Volume Two

Well, the men arrived as the sun began to set And they pulled a wooden crate 'bout six feet long I could read the news in their downcast eyes My boy had passed away So I stepped inside 'cause there was nothin' left to say 专辑:The Bastards: Volume Two

West 一路向西 [歌词] Familiar ground's a distant thing When you travel vague and crooked roads And the sun's a scab on vacant skies Now we always hope we're still alone 熟悉的大地在脚下渐行渐远, 当你要去旅行时,前方的路蜿蜒迷茫. 太阳如伤疤晃动虚无天空中, 现在我们总在希望我们仍是孤独孑然. There's too much time f