گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Once again
You're flashing me those blues
And i'm remembering why i'm wasting days
If i had the nerve
I'd drain all your beautiful
All you're good for is burning bloodstreams
Each movement makes music
A chemical touch that would send shocks
But you're destined for display only
The most i could hope for is to smear the glass
These heavy fingertips
Leaving trails of scattered skin and cracked porcelain
Tell me what i haven't got
Because i'd kill to get it
Tell me what i haven't got
Don't tell me, he's got it
Who's on the receiving end of those perfect lips?
