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  • 作词 : Carlo Verni/Robert Joseph Ellsworth
    作曲 : Carlo Verni/Robert Joseph Ellsworth
    Rode a million miles to shed my skin
    I can’t say much about the state I’m in
    There was a million trials, by fire to win
    I can’t say much about where I been
    Who I seen, shed my skin, what I mean, who I am

    All that pain, in the tortured brain
    The bodies, the death toll
    The last question, resurrection
    My spirit black as coal

    The mirror reflects, what’s impossible to detect
    The ever growing hole inside my soul
    With all due respect, not to destroy or infect
    The missing piece that makes my spirit whole
    Hole in my soul

    Turned a million smiles, upside down
    Don’t know much about this border town
    I could taste the bile, can you scratch my itch
    And I’d be obliged if you throw the switch
    Scratch my itch, throw the switch
    Shed my skin and throw the switch

    No pity on this lonesome outlaw
    Who rides across your land
    With a leather face and the devil’s grin
    You can see right through me
    I’m a bad man

  • 作词 : Carlo Verni/Robert Joseph Ellsworth
    作曲 : Carlo Verni/Robert Joseph Ellsworth
    Rode a million miles to shed my skin
    I can’t say much about the state I’m in
    There was a million trials, by fire to win
    I can’t say much about where I been
    Who I seen, shed my skin, what I mean, who I am

    All that pain, in the tortured brain
    The bodies, the death toll
    The last question, resurrection
    My spirit black as coal

    The mirror reflects, what’s impossible to detect
    The ever growing hole inside my soul
    With all due respect, not to destroy or infect
    The missing piece that makes my spirit whole
    Hole in my soul

    Turned a million smiles, upside down
    Don’t know much about this border town
    I could taste the bile, can you scratch my itch
    And I’d be obliged if you throw the switch
    Scratch my itch, throw the switch
    Shed my skin and throw the switch

    No pity on this lonesome outlaw
    Who rides across your land
    With a leather face and the devil’s grin
    You can see right through me
    I’m a bad man