اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
To the rail I pray
Cause in november I heard your name
Quit my job and stole a gun
That’s why the liquors gone
That’s why I’m bumming dimes
All my letters are loud and thin
In the city, in the city
I’m nothing at all
The days they drone
Days they drone
They;re droning on and on
That’s how the day is framed
That’s how I know my name
People say it back to me
That’s why my heart is cracked
Because they say to my back
As I’m sneaking out the side
In the city, in the city
I’m nothing at all
They days they drone
Days they drone
Yeah, they’re droning on and on
