Plight 歌詞
Plight - Minutemen
His face is young
His hands are old
The past is empty
Blind and cold
All the sweat
On his back
Grabs the dirt
It stains his shirt
Push all day
He rests at night
Do some hobbies
Drink to forget
Plight - Minutemen
His face is young
His hands are old
The past is empty
Blind and cold
All the sweat
On his back
Grabs the dirt
It stains his shirt
Push all day
He rests at night
Do some hobbies
Drink to forget