Bad Man 歌词

I'm a bad man, how about that? (So bad) Going hungry on a pillar of fat (of fat) If I had a way, I would take it back (take it back) If you let me stay, I would be so glad (so) What river runs deeper than this? Stamping on cigarettes, opening fists What river runs deeper than this? Biting off fingernails, breaking our wrists Breaking our wrists When the bomb dropped, I was 22 Buried under black dirt, how about you? When the bomb dropped, I was 25 Lying in the grass under tangerine sky Tangerine sky