Flint Eastwood - Billy The Kid

It's easy as long as you try, So comfotable, These winter nights get so dull, Til God foresakes us all. Is there a reason you're escaping what you've saved? Is there an easier solution to misfortune you have made? Is there a reason why you cover up your eyes? Is this your subtle compromise, To what you really want to say? This is the end, This is the end of what we've become, And you can't feel what it's worth. This is the end, This is the end of what we've become, And you can't save us all. Rolled tobacco pressing on your lips, You never cared for taste, but you sure liked the looks, I know that you'll foresake us all.

Es fácil mientras lo intentes Es comfortable Estas noches de invierno se ponen tan aburridas Hasta que dios nos abandona a todos Hay una razón por la cual escapas de lo que salvaste? Hay una solución mas fácil para la desfortuna que has hecho? Hay una razón porque cubres tus ojos? Es este tu sutil compromiso A lo que realmente quierees decir? Esto es el final Esto es el final de lo que me he convertido Y no puedes sentir lo que vale Esto es el fin Esto es el fin de lo que me he convertido Y no puedes salvarnos a todos Recolecta tabaco presionando en tus labios Nunca te importo el sabor, pero seguro te gustaba come se ve Se que nos abandonaras a todos