| Song | 2 Miles |
| Artist | 12 Rounds |
| Album | My Big Hero |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ross, Sarne | |
| My sweet honey bee, you are the one for me, no | |
| No matter what your mother says | |
| If I could be most anything, I'd be the one that makes you sing | |
| With all your bloodstains on my bed | |
| I want you to be | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| With your bloody knees | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| My sweet honey bee, lock you up with me | |
| And I'll soothe the aching from your head | |
| And when I'm, when I'm feeling down, I'll saw off both your hands | |
| And lick the sweat off of your feet | |
| I want you to be | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| With your bloody knees | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| I want you to feel | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| Want you to be | |
| 2 miles I'll be your sun | |
| I'll be your sun | |
| I'll be your sun |
| zuo qu : Ross, Sarne | |
| My sweet honey bee, you are the one for me, no | |
| No matter what your mother says | |
| If I could be most anything, I' d be the one that makes you sing | |
| With all your bloodstains on my bed | |
| I want you to be | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| With your bloody knees | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| My sweet honey bee, lock you up with me | |
| And I' ll soothe the aching from your head | |
| And when I' m, when I' m feeling down, I' ll saw off both your hands | |
| And lick the sweat off of your feet | |
| I want you to be | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| With your bloody knees | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| I want you to feel | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| Want you to be | |
| 2 miles I' ll be your sun | |
| I' ll be your sun | |
| I' ll be your sun |
| zuò qǔ : Ross, Sarne | |
| My sweet honey bee, you are the one for me, no | |
| No matter what your mother says | |
| If I could be most anything, I' d be the one that makes you sing | |
| With all your bloodstains on my bed | |
| I want you to be | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| With your bloody knees | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| My sweet honey bee, lock you up with me | |
| And I' ll soothe the aching from your head | |
| And when I' m, when I' m feeling down, I' ll saw off both your hands | |
| And lick the sweat off of your feet | |
| I want you to be | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| With your bloody knees | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| I want you to feel | |
| 2 miles from the sun | |
| Want you to be | |
| 2 miles I' ll be your sun | |
| I' ll be your sun | |
| I' ll be your sun |