Bản dịch: Last Winter. Autograph.
We're losing our sense of direction Will this oxygen last forever From now on Your autograph Will be signed With broken hearts You'll never Be the one
high top straps with the gum bottom There's somthin' about 'em that's dirty that's why I got 'em I leave 'em strapped and laced and come up out 'em The last
the gum bottom (Big boy) theres somthin bout dem that's dirty why I got em (Big boy) I leave um strapped and laced and come up out um (Big Boy) the last
m in I don't feel anything It's hard remembering places and faces They think I'm what December brings The day is just like moments turned to hours Autographs
