man i walked in thinkin sinners gon slap but it ain’t gon do nothin but mumble it way thru two hours of slow-walkin twin-talkin soul-searchin tea-sippin drama i ain’t sayin it’s dumb but it sure as hell ain’t sharp they gon drop heavy themes like slaver...
北疆之北:
十一月的雨:
暖言巷陌:
艾小柯:
看不见我:
Llorando:
给艾德林的诗:
W:
江行客: