paroles de chanson Lost Recording - The Underground Youth

I'm lying in the bottom of the riverbed
The pretty little boy with the gun
I like to say that I'm not afraid
After all the things that I've done

Because I died in a way that you [?]
Well I'm excused

You'll find me on the edge of the town mill
The pretty little boy with the gun
Well don't you know and don't you care
About all the shit that I've done

Well meet me at the wild road
I'll see you there

A silhouette [?] pulled out a handgun
And she shot the trooper down
Said [?] I loved you
But it's just a game [?]