芝加哥的贝斯手Iffy，刁烟的样子有点颓废。鼻梁又直又挺，脸部线条刚毅。在他身上找摇滚的魅力。
IFFY'S SONG
Composed by IFFY
Vocal: IFFY
Guitar: JP
Am i loud and clear or am i breaking up?
Am i still your charm or am i just bad luck?
Are we getting closer or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first.
Let's compare scars i'll tell you whose is worse.
And let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words.
We live on front porches and swing life away.
we get by just fine here on minimum wage.
If love is a labor i'll slave till the end,
I wont cross these streets until you hold my hand.
I've been here so long,
think that its time to move.
The winter is so cold,
the summer is over too soon.
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow.
I've got some friends,
some that i hardly know.
We've had some times, i wouldnt trade for the world.
We chase these days down with talks of places that we will go.
