| Song | Sons of Guns |
| Artist | Patrick Park |
| Album | Loneliness Knows My Name |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Park |
| [00:31.52] | Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives. |
| [00:39.62] | Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides. |
| [00:49.64] | Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes. |
| [00:58.78] | They can’t pull the weight, because it’s heavy as sin, |
| [01:01.83] | And they can’t see the trouble we’re in. |
| [01:13.34] | That angry fool wind |
| [01:15.47] | Is going to blow again, |
| [01:17.87] | So hang on with all your might. |
| [01:23.36] | That hard stabbing pain, |
| [01:26.18] | Will always feel the same, |
| [01:28.53] | There’s nothing you can do to fight. |
| [02:02.54] | Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives. |
| [02:06.87] | Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides. |
| [02:12.41] | Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes. |
| [02:17.85] | They can’t pull the weight, because it’s heavy as sin, |
| [02:31.55] | And they can’t see the trouble we’re in. |
| [02:33.02] | That angry fool wind |
| [02:33.90] | Is going to blow again, |
| [02:35.98] | So hang on with all your might. |
| [02:41.04] | That hard stabbing pain, |
| [02:43.54] | Will always feel the same, |
| [02:46.35] | There’s nothing you can do to fight. |
| [02:51.85] | That angry fool wind |
| [02:54.28] | Is going to blow again, |
| [02:56.92] | So hang on with all your might. |
| [03:02.09] | That hard stabbing pain, |
| [03:04.73] | Will always feel the same, |
| [03:07.48] | There’s nothing you can do to fight. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Park |
| [00:31.52] | Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives. |
| [00:39.62] | Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides. |
| [00:49.64] | Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes. |
| [00:58.78] | They can' t pull the weight, because it' s heavy as sin, |
| [01:01.83] | And they can' t see the trouble we' re in. |
| [01:13.34] | That angry fool wind |
| [01:15.47] | Is going to blow again, |
| [01:17.87] | So hang on with all your might. |
| [01:23.36] | That hard stabbing pain, |
| [01:26.18] | Will always feel the same, |
| [01:28.53] | There' s nothing you can do to fight. |
| [02:02.54] | Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives. |
| [02:06.87] | Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides. |
| [02:12.41] | Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes. |
| [02:17.85] | They can' t pull the weight, because it' s heavy as sin, |
| [02:31.55] | And they can' t see the trouble we' re in. |
| [02:33.02] | That angry fool wind |
| [02:33.90] | Is going to blow again, |
| [02:35.98] | So hang on with all your might. |
| [02:41.04] | That hard stabbing pain, |
| [02:43.54] | Will always feel the same, |
| [02:46.35] | There' s nothing you can do to fight. |
| [02:51.85] | That angry fool wind |
| [02:54.28] | Is going to blow again, |
| [02:56.92] | So hang on with all your might. |
| [03:02.09] | That hard stabbing pain, |
| [03:04.73] | Will always feel the same, |
| [03:07.48] | There' s nothing you can do to fight. |