اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Baby look how far we've come
Casualties are littered all the way
Cause we got miles left to go
To a place that I don't know
They told me the ground was gold
But I can't see it
One last time through the woods
In my old neighborhood
It tastes so bittersweet
I can't believe it
Hands in the cement
Stickers on the ceiling
Falling asleep to the werewolves
Pop the clutch on the v-dub
Throwing pebbles at your window
As we roll away in the pouring rain
